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Dancing with the devil soon became a dance with you, tom. you swore to me i was safe from him, from the devil. i was promised that the hold it had around my soul would soon be let go, by you. i'd be free from its grasp once more. but tom, the moment you got its fiendish hands off of me, you took my soul for yourself. you trapped me within yourself and won't let me go. you've stuck me in a ballroom of other girls who once believed you to be there savior. we now sway to the holy symphony, known as your mind, and wither within your dark walls, with the hope that one day you'll let us out and allow us to embrace you once more. but love, i must warn you, we're beginning to grow angry the tears that had once consumed us molded into a desire for revenge. let us go tom, or we'll have to leave ourselves.
