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I Will...

"I will..." you said in innocence with eyes of love-struck blue; "I will..." I said, concealing all my real self from you. For I will let you dream the dream then knife it in the eyes; I will seize your pristine love and choke it 'till it dies. I will make your world a Hell beneath the darkest skies; I will taint all you hold dear with anger, pain and lies. I will trample on your faith until its bones are dust; I will proffer tenderness yet visit primal lust. I will show the moon and stars but deliver only rust; I will drag your feelings in the dirt and kick to death your trust. What motive makes me do these things for I am but a man? I do these things instinctively, I do them for I can...

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