warped caress

I knew there was hope when I drew the right conclusion,
recognizing, I must let behind the vanity of their game;
that kind of nothing else but cicatrices of their stupidity
framed in lie, insecurity, enmity, [all that not defines me];
to wolves all around me with warped caress, i smile 'em

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