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I fear I may have fallen,

Into a trap of contentment.

You, some how, have enchanted me,

And you now have control of these strings.

I could never picture another life,

Or think to have thought in another way.

You are what I am;

And I you in, return.

Swallow me whole,

And breathe me in;

For I have found my bliss.

A life of love.

Happiness consumes my soul;

Sorrow settles it's presence.

This empty abyss,

Is some how filled—

With contentment.