This is my Sanity
A liar, deceiver
my words cut deep,
but this is not me
A phantom a specter
I observe from a distance in pain
horror and awe
the being that claims to be
rage and slander
victims are made and bonds destroyed
all in the name of the rule
that rule of metal
rule of gold
I am worthless i am small
undeserving, so therefore you must be too
the body's logic is sound
the phantom that is me cries out
it is all I can do to step back
observe from a far
perspective is release
it is my sanity
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