I bet they don’t feel the spark, they feel debilitated. I dress like darkness swallowed me whole, gave me a lair on my head and warped my tongue. One second they say they want something serious... then they’re like a hot drink in a metal glass if you get close. They’re discombobulating I’ll give them that.

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