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Militaristic self-discipline

now stands as a way,

THE WAY,

to silence the warning bells of my psyche.

You were correct to assume this was about you,

but don't think it gives you godly powers.

It's really just a medium to vent

the betraying words circumnavitgating my head.

I have found what you think,

and now I have the advantage.

Had we not reached an agreement

(don't ask, don't tell),

would you be frightened of the knowledge I possess,

or try to give me more?

These written words will always mask what I truly believe,

so maybe you should ask rather than assume.

I've realized it is not I who is faulted,

it is you.

So where do we go from here?

You tell me, angel,

for I'm tired of guessing.