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The Straights

I always feel their eyes on me.
Wanting to know what I am, how I work,
as if they'd like
to take me apart
and analyse the bloody cogs.

But more than this,
they'd like to fix,
to make me something they
can fuck or kill, or just sit by and watch
as I go up in flames. And light a cigarette,
and grin, and say

"I always knew, of course...
can always tell with poofs."
Written by Casted_Runes (Mr Karswell)
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