Crossing the Line

A puppet to manipulation,
Captive to an arresting presence,
Once convinced of goodness,
Now void of innocence,
Pleasured by fantasies of decadence,
Tortured by expectaions of consequence,
Rationalizing the justice of selfishness,
Slipping from the control of conscience,
Longing for the heart that was given away,
Resigning to a mind that's lost it's way.
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