I see my hand shake and twist,
my blood rushes towards my head,
my eyes start to get lost in the horizon...
It's coming...
My words start to scramble,
my ideas start to fade,
As I just start becoming a mere puppet...
When it's coming....
And I know White will pray for me,
And Black one will try to help me,
and Blue one will carry my mindless self to a safe place,
but I know not even the goddesses power can carry this curse away...
It's just a question of time, the losing of self is coming so fast...
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