I stand here.
On solid, open ground.
Safe and free.
With an open invitation.
You accepted,
You were perfection personified.
You made me feel lucky....
But inside every shiny apple
is a dirty maggot....
feasting on the core within.
And so you began your crusade...
You torture me in my dreams.
You torture me in my memories.
You torture me every waking hour.
Weakening me
mentally
and physically.
You WILL NOT grind me down..
Cause' I have a surprise in store...
For upon your return
I will be
pushed
off
thE
D
G
E
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