when you are companionless
what is it you contemplate
is it contented and composed
or crazed and cruel

coked or comatose
which character will I make you
cranked, cracked, and cheated
you can't combat me anymore

concede me the counteractive
of your complications and concerns
I will cohere to you like cement
chasing away the corrupt

obscured in the clutch of chaos
I'm your conclusion, your wrong choice
candy fixing calamity
a calm purgatory

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