False Security

Just when you think

You've got it under control

 

As soon as you begin to prove

You're getting the hang of this

 

That rare, beautiful moment

When you smile inside

 

When, for the first time in years,

You believe you can trust yourself

 

Beware, fragile soul,

For there is a demon awaiting you

 

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