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PleaseListen, TWELFTH OF AUGUST ... Slipped into my hideout she did They get to wear shoes because they work But no one said they weren't of odd tendency A swan, a vulture, a fox, or a dog I do not know what she was But she was on her way out She came into my room, wasn't odd But then she said that the all seeing were dead 'I've switched the cameras off Kier Now do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pen' Really didn't want to If nothing else, crayons are okay Have no need for lovers or friends But she insisted, offered again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pen' So I held her hand But no She was not satisfied So she insisted, tried again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a book A blank book, a notebook For the thoughts in your head' I really didn't want to I have no need for lovers I have no need for friends But wouldn't that be lovely? A notebook and pen? So I wrapped my arms around her waist But, Oh. She was not sated And demanded more again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a key A key to the door that keeps you in dreams' I really didn't have to I don't want lovers and friends My freedom has been taken from me But then again... Wouldn't a key bring that back? So I kissed her lips My what surprise It only deepened her thirst Then and there She begged of me more 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pet Some pretty little shears To drag across your pretty, pallid skin' Really shouldn't But lovers and friends, They're far between these days Didn't really want to But scissors...really? How did you know my dear? That I've been dying To drop my hide into someone elses hands So I did as lovers do... Lovers touch did nothing to fill me Lovers kiss brought very little joy But maybe. Maybe lovers gifts Will help me out of this hole That's all I have to say NowTake me away, KIERAN J. CROW
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 2:40 PM UTC
As Lovers Do (The Minds of Kieran Crow)
PleaseListen, TWELFTH OF AUGUST ... Slipped into my hideout she did They get to wear shoes because they work But no one said they weren't of odd tendency A swan, a vulture, a fox, or a dog I do not know what she was But she was on her way out She came into my room, wasn't odd But then she said that the all seeing were dead 'I've switched the cameras off Kier Now do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pen' Really didn't want to If nothing else, crayons are okay Have no need for lovers or friends But she insisted, offered again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pen' So I held her hand But no She was not satisfied So she insisted, tried again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a book A blank book, a notebook For the thoughts in your head' I really didn't want to I have no need for lovers I have no need for friends But wouldn't that be lovely? A notebook and pen? So I wrapped my arms around her waist But, Oh. She was not sated And demanded more again 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a key A key to the door that keeps you in dreams' I really didn't have to I don't want lovers and friends My freedom has been taken from me But then again... Wouldn't a key bring that back? So I kissed her lips My what surprise It only deepened her thirst Then and there She begged of me more 'Do as lovers do dear friend And this here lover will bring you a pet Some pretty little shears To drag across your pretty, pallid skin' Really shouldn't But lovers and friends, They're far between these days Didn't really want to But scissors...really? How did you know my dear? That I've been dying To drop my hide into someone elses hands So I did as lovers do... Lovers touch did nothing to fill me Lovers kiss brought very little joy But maybe. Maybe lovers gifts Will help me out of this hole That's all I have to say NowTake me away, KIERAN J. CROW
Kieran's account of being bribed with gifts by a nurse who wanted something from him in return.
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 2:40 PM UTC
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