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You can't control something you don't believe in.
You can't fight something you don't understand.
In fear of contradicting myself I'm going to again, try to stop.
How can you never want to come down from the clouds I've put you on?
Is there nothing I can do to fix myself?
Are the temptations going to forever float around my head?
I guess so. One look from those eyes and I still can't help myself. Possibly pathetic. I think I might be more disgusted with myself than anyone else could be.