My words
are yours.
They are for your
greedy little eyes
to devour.
Do with them
what you will.
Make them
inspire you,
make them
repulse you,
make them
wish you had no eyes.
Doesn't matter to me,
never will,
just as long as you
read them.
Capture a glimpse
into this weird soul.
Let me sink
into your heart,
int your subconcious,
and let my words
eat away
as that happy little voice
inside you
until there is
nothing left.
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