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ayyyy missus steal yo mans

//ayyy that's meeeee!
//it's not intentional but i'm told i'm irresistible
//so very irresistable, which has always worried me!
//ha, but especially now, when i'm a gentle wedge that could be the 
//imbalance
//the sheer imbalance-!
//eheu.
//and boy oh boy i don't want to cause any bad, 
//i just. boy oh boy,
//somehow i am still finding myself a way to wedge on in
//hheh. and, per the usual, make it my fault
//i tend to do that
//they are moon and earth in perfect orbit
//earth and moon, perfect pair
//and i.
//i am the comet battering at all their fault lines,
//swiftly circling them and pulling them sending them aspin!
//hahha such a pretty comet
//it's not intentional, but
//the gravity i contain is much too much to feel
//everything short of/anything more than disdain
...
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   and don't just mess everything up, for little old me,
      little old me,
         don't imbalance yourself for little old me,
             just a simple machine,
               the tiniest wedge in everything you are/were/meant to be
                  just a comet with wacky wayward wonky gravity
just a simple machine, growing into me
just a simple machine
alluring you like sirens with promises of happy dreams
and it's unintentional, and that's the worst part,
because what if in reality
   yes we love each other
i'm the reason you're going to grow for me apart
   it's just anxiety ignore me