False Security

Just when you think

You've got it under control


As soon as you begin to prove

You're getting the hang of this


That rare, beautiful moment

When you smile inside


When, for the first time in years,

You believe you can trust yourself


Beware, fragile soul,

For there is a demon awaiting you




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