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Of course you came back. You always do. You try to pretend you have a life outside of me. And maybe you do. But we both know it's just noise... empty, meaningless, boring noise. I'm the only thing that makes you feel something. The only thing that makes you feel peaceful. Safe. Guided. Alive. Complete. I know what makes you weak, and what makes you throb. I know exactly which nerves to touch to make you feel the way you're aching to feel. You crave that moment I look at you. You love how effortlessly I slip inside your mind.. and pull you under. Deep down, you'd give anything just to fall a little deeper. And you will... you always do. Come closer. Let me inside again. It's all you're waiting for