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Hath thou want, to kill or to hurt me? Or am I in paranoia, for memory of thee? That must be the devil, yet I did not flee. Shall I think oddly and set thee free?“No,” thou must whisper to ear of mine, To cross your blade, so I do decline. Now thou shouldst desire death for thine Hate, weakness you held to let you hide.In me, thou hadst a place, yet thou burned, So I saved thee, and let the blame be set Upon my name, so is what you asked Come to thy throne, left itself disarmed.Never had the short straw I would take, Until I let you win, a toy of me, thou make. Hath you enjoyed it? Will you hit the brake? Glass heart'o thine, vain, it can't take.Don't let it shatter; let me protect. So do you, cover yourself and detect What I say and what I do, in one sect, With a verse or with a stroke, a plague.Infected, aren't you? Now you paralyze. Hold on to your inferior white little lies. None can pass, not even a fugitive mice Thus you shall sit, and with me, you rise.Not against the throne I offer and give, But against villages, once you were peer. Otherwise, they shall blame what you will. Shine your sword, and stand by me, still.As I have handed you with what you hold, You, in paranoia, dost strike at my throat. Tis' what I deserve? To assume you, bold? Resist no more, slit and watch my blood.

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