You're no slave to your demons.
After all your demons are a master of your favourite crafts;
Of twisting the truth and knitting with heartstrings,
And I'm your greatest work of art.
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Rants #21
You're no slave to your demons.
After all your demons are a master of your favourite crafts;
Of twisting the truth and knitting with heartstrings,
And I'm your greatest work of art.
