I ALWAYS BEEN INFLUENCED BY THE FLUID THAT PUSHES THROUGH MY VEINS, HIS FORM OF CONCEPTION IS MORE POWERFUL THAN A DOSE OF GHEPPETTO'S NOVACAINE... JUST UTTERLY INTOXICATING, IF THESE WIRES WASN'T ELECTRICAL MAYBE IT WOULDN'T BEEN SO DAMN EXCRUCIATING... TORTURED BY THE HANDS THAT BUILT ME FROM WOOD AND SOFT PLASTER, CREATED ME A SOUL RAN BY ONE FUCKIN PUPPET MASTER... DARK CHILD WITH HOLLOW RED EYES, CAUSED BY TEARS THAT COULDN'T FALL BUT JUST DRIED... OPEN TO THE WORLD IN A BLACK SATIN CASING, THE EYES THAT STARE BACK AT ME DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS I'M FACING... STRINGS ARE BEING PULLED TO ADJUST MY MENTAL DISPOSITION, WHEN I THINK THEY'RE ABOUT TO GIVE IN I'M HUDDLED INTO ANOTHER PHOTOCOMPOSITION.... THE REFLECTION I WANT TO SEE IS ILLUMINATED IN A TWO WAY MIRROR, I KNOW I CAN GET WHERE I NEED TO BE IF I CAN GET AHOLD OF SOMEONE'S ELSE'S SCISSORS....
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