This funny dance we dance
I’ll push you, you’ll push back
To and fro, one another we throw
Eachother the closer the edge.

You’ll let me rest at night
I’ll entertain your fights
And lose them all the time
But you’ll never mind

Because you never yield
When I think you’re gone
You’re always there
Watching me

Learning me
Faster than me
Knowing each point
To attack

To dig your dagger
To wring my neck

To dry my lungs
To bring me so close

But never end;
You’d be careful
Lest you kill me
Kill your fun.

Tell me, honestly
Do you care for me?
Your admonitions
You’re no wrong

Through you
I learn
And know more about me
Than elsewhence come;

But you wither me
You must know
You wither me
No matter

My conquest
You always come back
You’re always there
And show no wear.

Years I’ve wanted you gone
Wracking my viscera
To get rid of you
To banish you

But there’s no extinguishing
The sole propulsion
Of a tattered mind
The wicked kind.

I’d spill your breath
Summon that sweet death
But that pile of scattered bone
Would be my own.

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