Your eyes have an enchantment that is pulling me into the depths of your mind
They play with my psyche until I know not where I am, lost in the inner sanctum of your soul
Why do you amuse yourself with me so? Am I not a man with a mind of my own? Can I not control my own destiny?
You toy with my heart, a heart I have no control of, lost in turmoil, in a world of despair
Take me now and crush me without faltering for I am not worthy to gaze once more into the pleasure that is your eyes
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