She tells me she loves me
She promise me satisfaction
She urges me to be better
To attain complete perfection
She whispers sweet nothins
Into my gaping ear
Her words curl around me
They fill my mind with fear
'Breathe, ' she says
'No need to fret
'Anxiety is your rosebed
'And even though
'You do not know
'You are already long dead.'
Her beautiful lies
Soothe my soul
Protect me from the light
I wait all day
I sing and play
And cry into the night
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