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It winds slick/lix-like to have a fire sitePerilous thorn in my brainParasite nimble with convulsed streams of plasmaNestles, sure of entry, in my brainIt breedsIt sweatsIt burnsIt livesPiece by piece, it knows me, and I know itJust when it comes and when it goesIt stays by me, in secret, all aloneWhenever I do what it drives me toIt takes a little piece of me and burns itAs a tribute to its godAs its temple and its victimMy blood runs on marble floorsJust like some insane circulationBack into my corroded heartBy then I realizeThere's just one doorOne door, unlockedI open the door, and
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