What is your poison?
What ails you so?
Your feelings are frozen.
Your emotions not shown.
I can find out for you.
In just a bit of time.
For everyone has an issue,
They attempt to hide.
My role is to get inside.
Where I like to roam about.
Twist your thoughts a little,
Make the real you come out.
What fun we will have then.
When all can be revealed.
Weren't you tired of pretend?
Won't you be glad you are healed?
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