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New Kind Of Insanity
I thought I had ripped her out of my head,
I thought my mind was now clear.
No, no. She was still here.
She was silent for a long while
Waiting patiently till she found something
To use that had made a small crack.
Now I feel her pulling me back in.
Her hand around mine, jerking me towards
Her world I thought I had already escaped.
Her grip tight, making sure my hand
Won't slip from hers again.
I don't intend to fight a war I'll never win,
So I'll let her take me back, I'll
Allow her to take me deeper into the dark.
Maybe then someone will see, although a step too late,
How much I needed someone to be there.
Further we go, going past what I knew
Into something more.
Nyx, my dear. I now see that I am you.
This is who I am.
So lead me past the temptation to stop
This madness. And lead me into a new kind of insanity.
I thought my mind was now clear.
No, no. She was still here.
She was silent for a long while
Waiting patiently till she found something
To use that had made a small crack.
Now I feel her pulling me back in.
Her hand around mine, jerking me towards
Her world I thought I had already escaped.
Her grip tight, making sure my hand
Won't slip from hers again.
I don't intend to fight a war I'll never win,
So I'll let her take me back, I'll
Allow her to take me deeper into the dark.
Maybe then someone will see, although a step too late,
How much I needed someone to be there.
Further we go, going past what I knew
Into something more.
Nyx, my dear. I now see that I am you.
This is who I am.
So lead me past the temptation to stop
This madness. And lead me into a new kind of insanity.
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