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OriginsI feel her iniquities coursing through my already corrupted heartEach beat consumes All light that dwells within With sorrow, I know I am of her stock Resentment ascends in a spiral This demon whispers sweet nothings into her ear With comforting delusions of grandeur Come here, sister I will protect you From the vileness she inflicts With her dagger tongue And here I sit With the same demon whispering sweet nothings into my ear With comforting delusions of grandeur |