Inside my head by choice
Looking for a way to explain
Who I've become instead
Of who I was . . .
Each hated corner I've lighted
I've found a new one for you.
A perfect place to bleed
A shiver of painless blue
Of who I am.
So fearful are we to talk
Knowing of all the dark
That hasn't been charted.
Doubting evil we fear to mark
Of who I will be
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