sensations I am a vampire, an addict. I touch you and push you I scratch you, always aware of your reactions. Adrenaline in your saliva and electrifies me back to life. Quiebro your schemes, grated your thoughts with cut glass. I am makeup smeared, corruption and desire. I wish I could stop spitting poison, break your heart, but baby, I'm a nuclear bomb, a machine of torture, cancer .
You will not get left behind, Thirteen. Trafficking methacrylate smiles, false as the brightness of life in your eyes, you're dead, and destroy everything you touch. You are a volcano and a tornado together, are the seed of evil planted in a torn soul. And I like being able to hold on to me, use me punching bag, having a person next to you so crazy and destroyed just like you. We are orphans of enthusiasm and hope, two psychopaths who want to live more than anything in the world and colliding like two meteors.
Not even we could avoid us.
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