Constant Change

Desire is an object

that I can't seem to bring forth

through my mind to the table

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To expel these demons from myself

without falling in love with them

entering tomorrow

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I don't want this

And then I do

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I don't want you

And then I do

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Please be mine

Don't talk to me

Hang out with me

Don't look at me

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If you know me

Then just leave me

Because I am me

Which is not me

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I'm a chaotic

peaceful hurricane

of soft breeze

and obliteration

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Who also brings harmony

to hell

and fights to free

criminals rightfully condemned

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I'm a no good

lifesaver who fell

down a path of gold

An underserving finale to who I am

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