A Loan of Terror
Lend me your terror,
a refuge you could not share.
You are strangled by
the feeling. A new
form of ugliness, paired with
monster. Your master
illusion calling
your name. With a mask, I speak
the truth for those who
do not listen. To
care so much is a weakness.
Happy ending come.
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