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The truth is

I have not got the edge

over you

I'm playing God

and you're the devil in disguise

peeking into my lonely life

cutting me from every angle

and I don't even know it.

The ambassador of all things reasonable

and good

is on holiday

on vacation

now I must step up

and pulverise you

and take what I'm owed.

You stretch out with a punch

that could knock over my feelings

like domino's, like a wall of cards,

thankfully you don't touch me

you miss and look at me with deceitful eyes.

The colour of this moment

is red

we both see red

and we both want to attack

the throne will be yours or mine

no knifes or batons

no discouragement or arrogance

just iron fists and two toothless mouths.