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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