sleepless
and scheming
only the moonlight
knows my plans
haunted
and hunted
may the road i walk
expand
infinite conversations
and the tale that never ends
choking and biting in disguise
the wretched tongue that always lies
professing faith
in the faithless
singing melodies
with no sound
self-medicate to trap
the culprit
the hides behind my eyes
i refuse to be a weapon
a dangerous tool that self-destructs
i decline to be a victim
never gaining my own trust
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