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"it"

i jump from the building
to escape my fears
it tracks me down
by the scent of my tears

it feeds me my poison
and it devours me slow
i am its little puppet
in this little show

it pulls my strings
and i do what I'm told
it cuts part of me off
till i fit it's mold

i kick and i scream
i cut and i plead
to escape this body
that just isn't me

in this never ending battle
i break from my cage
i broken and beaten
with its never ending rage

it sits and waits
and watches the act
for you to be weak
and fall for the attack

so cover you eyes
and hide under your sheets
don't let it find you
like it found me...





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