Twelve

Chantene

modify you past abduction
not my blemish

i did not choose
to show your apathetic lies

my fear
my nightmare
your aptitude

i think not

your fear
your nightmare
my talent
the neophite you are

sobriquet of grief
nonimal shit
oh, please
tend to my torture
it amuses me
in my monotinous thought
you are nothing to me
but a forfeit onus
i miss you

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