Experimentor

Let me pull your drawers out;

I want to see what’s going on

In that head of yours,

What’s hidden behind

That innocent child face.

I’ll play with your neurons,

Watch your muscles contract,

And learn all of you.

It’s fun toying with your unstability,

Beholding the fade of the light

In your clear trustful eyes.

My touch is detrimental

To the heavenly surface of your shoulders;

I hurt you just by looking at you.

I watch you destroy yourself,

And I’m amused by all of it.

I just hope I’ll have time

To study you until the end,

Before you perish in your own misery.

 

 

 

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