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why

-do you like

to confuse me

with mixed

signals and

gibberish thoughts-

are

-you some kind

of mad sadist 

that likes seeing me

so lost within myself

completely restless-

you

-think that this

is some kind of

child's play

only with feelings

instead of blocks-

doing

-so with little girls

like a woodsman

cutting out hearts

in your forest of

emotions-

this

-is way past bedtime

and you fool me

and make me do things

i never thought i would

in a lifetime-

to

-defy the rules of

my principles and stumble

across your labyrinth

and fall in your snares

with no one to help -

me

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