Sycophant
I need a change in my life
A thought apropos of what I
ought to experience right now
I need to remember I’m forgetting
not to treat that thirst as a malady sometimes
But now I’m sick from it all
And I bet you were clad in armor
You were when you were sad
I need a piece of what makes you tick
To keep my cogs in check
Take from you all a little section
Add it to me in annexation
Excite my soul
Invigorate
I’ll wear you out
Take by take
Puzzle skin
Get used to it
I’ll wear you out
Bit by bit
Then I bet you’ll be clad in armor
You’ll be when you are sad
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