Mad Bandit ii

this whole time I thought I stole her heart  I was wrong  she stole mine now all I am is cold old stone  unable to feel anything not even toes shivering stuck alone all alone far from home gone to moan hurdled in corner ghost fraction of what once was whole only thing existing now blackhole worming its way through the universe sucking all available light removing the source of sight for that is all which feeds the hunger that now exists where once was filled joy and satisfactory contentment insatiable pain chronic never ending fatal to all who come too close to the sun to be burned of all their wings and dreamed till they turn into me those who live in glass houses should not wear clothes or be clones of their former selves for we can see all your secrets repeat resist in surrogate bodies undone by civility trapped by morality who is the pope who is olivia pope who is oliver de coque for double the price on jeopardy annihilate identity identify with morality so we can all say you came you participated you played the game here’s a trophy for being humane you killed no one in your search for fame kudos you are no sadam hussein I demand you remain the same don’t change for no one don’t play the game remove yourself from being able to lose only the few remain include the recluse


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