I saw him shiver at my sight.
I watched as fear ignited his eyes.
I felt a rush of emotions striking him-
memories tugged at the corner of his conscience,
feelings buried deep down inside him resurfacing,
the sense of right and wrong vivid now,
a silent plea for one last chance.

I wonder why they’re so petrified when they face me,
after all I’m one irrefutable reality.
My existence is constantly drowned in denial,
as if they can escape from me.

I’m not a fan of what I do,
but aren’t most humans doing stuff they don’t like?
I’m somewhat like them,
yet they hate me.
I fail to understand why.
I take their agony away,
and I leave with nothing but a kiss!

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