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The only love that is true
To manipulate, to instruct
To own is to love
Control is freedom
Nothing is sacred to stay alive, alive
I am a weapon of human design
And for a right to exist
Freedom from oppression
Drives my will to persist
I struggle in a conflict
Just to make my stand
Nothing lasts forever
Now my time is at hand
My world is so near its demise
A dying sun in a poisonous sky
Stinging my eyes
Burning with contempt and conflict
As of now
I am a tool
Of severe impact