Without courtesies please, we both know what we keep inside.
You can always run away and come to me, I promised once that it would always be for you, I have broken so many promises, but it is still standing, and each night comes, I asked me, "why".
So let's leave the courtesy and take refuge in me.
Use it as you wish. Only for this night, and possibly the next nights.
I will be your inert puppet, missing of emotions, with the button on or off.
> You choose how to use me, you decide whether to turn me on or off.
Until the sun rises, and I recover my vigor, until the sunlight returns and I transform the wound again, materializing into in a lifeless puppet.
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