When you reach to touch me I clench my jaw, hit rewind.
Foreshadowing a possible eventual broken heart,
The comic strip flashes through my mind.
And I question it... I question you. I wonder what the fuck is wrong with you?
You are a disease. Thoughts cause unnecessary feelings of dis-ease.
Do you do these things as a way to appease...
The wild inside of an unsteady creature?
One ready to escape the possible domestication.
The lion that is ready to attack his unsuspecting teacher.
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