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like a key to your intoxication they open up all the inside of your flesh and blood to rip you apart,
pulling you into every direction until there's nothing left of you but an unprotected heart,

it beats for them and only them and their one thousand expectations that you need to fulfil,
feeling as if you're not even breathing in your own air - no there's no such thing as your own free will,

nothing but a losing game that you never intended to play,
when everyone tells you to seal your lips yet they always have something to say,

when there is no way you can play your cards right,
when there is no way for you to win this fight,

you were made in the fire of a volcano ready to erupt and burst,
they've pushed you so far now that you are already at your worst,

so as soon as the devil comes crawling into your I arms,
as soon as it puts on a false mask of its own charms,

as soon as the touch of the evil burns the inside of your soul,
and you feel like from now on you will not ever feel whole,

you feel a chain on your neck stealing the breath from your lungs,
their sharpest weapons are their own paralysing tongues,

that is when you will know that they are not in your blood,
that is when you will know you will never be from the same evil mud.
- sneha, 2:37am

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