Fear must be joy
for what else could drive me
to seek out that evil?
It is terror
that drags me in
so much closer when I try to say no
terror that I will lose my soul
the fear is supposed to be bad
but it pushes me
to do it
again
even though it grips my heart with cold iron claws
and I want to fight
to float
but I always slip beneath the waves
saying "I can resist"----
lies told in the dark ocean of joy-fear
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