Controller

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Take me into your hands, smother me as you struggle to control me
Smoldering to ashes I stand
I caress your heart with a burning hand
Filling you with rage rather than glee

With every labored breath, I taunt you
I dare you to control me
Bloodied and enraged, you lay on the ground defeated
Yet again
I make you feel me, feel my pain
Control me

Full of false hope, you believe this is the last time
Last time you engage in me
But I entangled you in my web, there is no way to flee
You stay on to fight me

Then you stop to think,
You realize I am the controlee
And you the controller
If you deprive me of my power over you, your sanity will remain on its border

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