You are dangerous.

I get goosebumps when I see you, but not from lust

I fear you

I have ceased to be rational

I no longer think straight

I fear you

What will you do to me?

Will you break my heart
leave me a shell that will never heal?

Laugh at me?
Say it wasn't real?

Destroy me?

I fear you

You are in control
of the puppet.


I fear you

But children will always have fun with knives.

Even if they get hurt

The Nodeshell Rescue team

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