Touch

Its just like you
By your touch
You steal my wish

Move through me
I'll be your triumph
Mobile weapon
For the future!

Don't ask me any questions
Just deny I ever was
No place for me

I can live through this
You can't frighten me
No control over it all
And no reward

I'm repressed
Don't care whats behind
I stare into whats next

I'm no stick figure
No paper to the pen
Can't rewrite me
To fit your mold
No more circles!
Again!
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