I’ve found you before.
I’ll find you again.
And when you are once more mine,
In my possession as a puppet,
I will dash you apart
Against the rocks of Sanity.
Your screams I will not hear,
As I hear my own while I hold you.
I begin to laugh as I think of a way.
A way to find you again
After your broken self has disappeared.
I hear you laugh as I turn away,
To play tomorrow, yet no more today.

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