Unintentional laughter.
You wouldn't understand.
My first impulse is to shut you out.
My second is to persuade you to to come in.
Desperate times call for unethical behavior.
Reject me and I'll suspend your good merit.
False interactions with a prosecuter hardly known.
Limit me and I will reject your humane offer.
I am calm.
For you, I am anything.
For them, I am nothing.
For her, I am everything.
All there is to know eventually will be seen.
For all you can do is feel the lack of description flow through your rusty veins.
I am loss of direction.
I will consume you with frugal options.
I will doubt you with empty words.
Hold close to midnight.
