You love to stand on her chest, don't you?

You were never the tough guy

so when she gives you all the power you greedily feast.

One foot on her neck,

Not too hard though,

You don't want to choke your ego.

How she loves you.

Stick nails in her hands so she can't get back up,

While you go try your luck

with the next passing phase.

But pray,

Dark angel be careful,

As gluttony on an ego can be bad for one's heart.

Don't think she doesn't have an ego, too.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

How we torment each other.

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