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Dear Life

To make playthings of a mind, of a heart, of a soul,
something alive and pulsing, that you wish to take control,
Could very well create a terror, too
huge for your sight...
that could pull you, great puppeteer,
burning and crashing from the sky...
May possibly create a monster,
even bigger than yourself...And sneering,
force you fall down here,
and join your living Hell!  ~FTW~
Written by LyricalAngel
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