This parasite inside me,
Which I raised up like caring mother,
Does everything behind me,
Nowing - I could never bother.
He kills my dreams in instant,
Which I was keeping for the later,
I thought I knew his impact...
In fact, he knows me better.
In fact, he is myself now,
Although I thought I'm still in charge here,
But he became Me somehow,
He can't be stopped by nothing.
This parasite inside me,
From whom I ran throughthout my life,
Have killed me, people rouned me
He poisened. So, pray tell me:
"Do
You
Like
Me?"
Parasite
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