Twitch.
Don’t touch.
Please don’t touch
Me.
I can’t
I won’t.
You will.
I won’t.
Please.
Cry.
Show remorse.
Ride your horse to victory
You scoundrel,
You mongrel,
You monger of fear!
I was complete,
But then you appeared.
I should just…
Wait,
Who,
What?
Wait.
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
Who are you?
I will save you.
But how?
Because I love you.
Then I will destroy you.
I don’t want.
I don’t like.
I’m a shell
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 2:18 AM UTC
Twitch.
Don’t touch.
Please don’t touch
Me.
I can’t
I won’t.
You will.
I won’t.
Please.
Cry.
Show remorse.
Ride your horse to victory
You scoundrel,
You mongrel,
You monger of fear!
I was complete,
But then you appeared.
I should just…
Wait,
Who,
What?
Wait.
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
Who are you?
I will save you.
But how?
Because I love you.
Then I will destroy you.
I don’t want.
I don’t like.
I’m a shell
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