I was studying rat psychology at the time
so I guess it was fair dues
“it doesn’t matter what’s inside the box
only what goes in and what comes out”
but I wanted to know what was inside
what made you smile
not just the input
the inside
the truth
I know it was wrong
I remember staring into your eyes
open up, let me in
the mona lisa mile
the eyes are not windows, they are walls  

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