thrill me sequence #04
Asleep. He's asleep and I watch him.
Hardly believable how calm he looks. As if he isn't the cold
murderer, the insane killing machine. He could make me think
that he wouldn't go for my heart. With a knife. First chance
he gets.
I want to kiss him. Draw him close and hold him. I want to
feel his warmth, want to touch his skin. It looks so soft.
So white. Like fragile porcelaine. His scars shining like
cracks in a doll.
I feel cold and alone.
He's so close. Yet so far away.
I wish I could sleep like him. Next to him. Close to him.
Held in his arms.
But I fear I wouldn't wake up again.
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Asleep. He's asleep and I watch him.
Hardly believable how calm he looks. As if he isn't the cold
murderer, the insane killing machine. He could make me think
that he wouldn't go for my heart. With a knife. First chance
he gets.
I want to kiss him. Draw him close and hold him. I want to
feel his warmth, want to touch his skin. It looks so soft.
So white. Like fragile porcelaine. His scars shining like
cracks in a doll.
I feel cold and alone.
He's so close. Yet so far away.
I wish I could sleep like him. Next to him. Close to him.
Held in his arms.
But I fear I wouldn't wake up again.
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