Resentment
The points of all sharp edges,
What bends and kills light,
 Is all that you are
 I’ll grieve just to mock you

Irritant
Why would I have said anything,
That weren’t lies to you?
distance on contact
Something’s gone too far

Targeting
It never locks off again
Directionless dark
Spin in floorless rooms
No one leaves this intact

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