Mind Control With The Mind Still Intact Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Beliefs can not be turned into truth or fact no how hard one try to.
Most of the time they come straight from the heart.
And as much as many people would like it their not all are the same.
You want clones you must first kill the human soul.
You want absolute control.
You must dominate with nonhuman power.
You must release absolute darkness and let it devour.
Until their is nothing left.
But an emptiness abiding.
Thoughts become so terrifying.
They become non existent unless their not your own.
A black hole to anyone that struggles or fights back.
Mind control with the mind still intact.
That would be quite a feat.
That would be quite an act.