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Sunday, February 14, 2021

Quietus

                                                                                   

Love is for fools and emotional puppeteers and I have no time
No patience for mind games
Yet here I am
Bound by caring and burning with need
An infernal bondage
Tied up and left to bleed
I long to cut myself off
To detach myself from your strings
I want to shut the world out
Just so I can be alone



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