October 12, 2007
I feel him there
Behind my brain

As long as he lives
I won’t be the same

He destroys my happiness
Builds my shame

Creates my jealousy
Soils my name

I have to fight him
No matter how hard

I must gather my mind
From its pieces and shards

I swear he will die
Swear on my final breath

For the only thing that can save me
Is this devil’s death.

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