Broken inside but still ticking
No way of knowing
Where this train is going
So many dangerous words
Dangerous thoughts
Evil beckons slyly
Waiting
For a chance
To flower
Poison dripping
Patiently
Into my soul
I would have to save this whole awful world
To make a dent in my perfect wrongness
Or just go away
Quickly and quietly
Before doing any more harm
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