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THE CONTORTED MIND

He saw me as an easy gameOne he could tame…with a lame excuse for fameThat easy and unassuming “dame”“Major domo” didn’t know my alter ego’s name IIHe chose his weapon thinking it great…alcohol to kill my senses…to turn me into an animal to mateIf only his eyes could see through my history’s lensesHe would’ve jumped […]