Poison
Deductive reasoning is the death of you, no understanding for the things you can't make reason or sense of. You lie in the grass dripping poison from your fangs to feed and destroy is your ultimate goal, so go ahead, destroy. Give out your remorseless plastic compassion and sprinkle it with drops of logic. You have no feeling, it is gone from you, the only thing left now is the air at your fingers and the bones beneath your feet. No matter how high you make the pile you'll never reach the star you want, in the end all you'll have is a mountain that once was your life and no way to return.
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