Transparent, you see through me
Ignorant, you outsmart me
Deceived, you betray me
If mine own shallow soul gave way to such onslaught
Then none may learn from the lessons it taught
Writhing, you quicken me
Swollen, you inflame me
Alone, you ignore me
In anguished retreat I reach for the key
An end to your pleasure, an end to me
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