I'm so hellbent on being someone good
    How could I listen to an image
    Who merely paints me a fool!
    I could not -
    I dare not touch you,
    Twisted wolf in wool
    And so, without you,
    Who would I be?
    Someone too eager to bend my own knee?
    But could I -
    Would I be a better you?
    Monster in the closet
      
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