It's said the road to hell is always paved with good intentions
Yet all I see before me is obsession
With apathy, I bow before him
With empathy, I do adore him
With such ignorance, I still indulge him
I will do all things for him
Do I want this?
I can't stop this
This disease I feel is constant
And with that in mind,
Will I commit again, the sin of human affliction?
Do I admit to myself, once again, the penance of my affection?
Do I want this?
I can't stop this
This disease I feel is constant















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