I dwell in your mind,
Beneath your scalp,
behind your eyes.
I see you there
And what you think
Before you tell others
With pen and ink.
You must love me,
I have hooks and claws,
Ready to tear the love out
Of strangers in the night.
I am your sacred soul,
Your cold conscience,
Your thoughts.
I dwell in your mind,
Beneath your scalp,
Behind your eyes.
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