Restrained

can I come with you? Will you make room for me? Like a spirit unseen, my eyes locked on the empty seats. Can you see me stare? No need to glare at me…I’m a stranger, not a beast… I am not an assassin the only thing I eliminate might be my will to hate…

I hate to hate that I hate how restrained I am to this body.

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