The Show

The devil in me has something to say...

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I think she wouldn't care enough,
I think, I wouldn't dare enough.
It's depressing when illusion is over,
You are nothing but a four leafed clover.
Just a bunch of chemical reactions worth dime,
Happening to stop, in any fraction of time.
It's absolutely infuriating to feel this way,
Lost and helpless, with not much to say.
God chose you with impulse or much muse,
Or probably because you were of no use.
Doesn't matter, because as his puppet you are born,
And as long as he enjoy, the show must go on....

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