Dominion
I do whatever it takes
To come out on top
Anything, anything to win
Everything a cold calculation
Of usefulness and necessity
Ruthless in determination
Conquering to control
Mastery of a dominion
Somehow I fail, even with
All my intellect, vastly superior
And I still can’t win
Resultant products are that
I hate love and I love hate
The smallest things make me
think I’m happy or set me off
I am the callous of the Earth
To be rubbed off one day soon
…the minion of a dominion of pain
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