.These ribs are no prison bars/
Or a treasure chest, a lock waiting on key/
I found this center inside/
It's being torn apart by arrows pulling in all directions/
Without control you consume me/
This knot of desire in a noose of doubt/
Without control I consume you/
Quarantine me.
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