I live under your microscope,
I'm fairly sure my brother does too
too much this
and not enough that
Your cold hard gaze pierces me and
your desired results are
But what I question is
are your results for?
or for you?
Some desire of your youth to be fulfilled through mine?
I think I'd better quit this experiment.
innocence: a question
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It's just one of those nights. One of those nights when you can feel your veins disintegrating, your heart beating a little slower, your bones cracking under the weight.