Theory In Mind
Am I heartless?
Did I actually become a mischievous sprite?
These past twenty-one years
Have I become a product of the undead?
I feel nothing, yet I feel everything
I think that I am a human being
I live, I breathe
I eat in constant defeat
I expect the worse at all times
Nothing surprises this sedated flesh
My victorious curse in mind
I shadow my own thoughts
My own wants
I love you
No don’t
You and I we will lust forever
No we won’t
You owe me what my suffering has lost
My happiness at all cost
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