Fix Me

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I am captivated.
Beauty. Heart. Devotion.
It encapsulates you.
Brains and thick skin.
Pride and selfishness.
An unwillingness.

My heart reaches out.
I pull it back in.
We all want to be victims.

I'll look you in the eyes.
I'll grab you by the arms.
I'll squeeze your face, enumerate the ways you've done me harm.

I'm a rock.
Let me fall.

I will crush you.
In your last breath you'll stay obstinate.
I can't look back.
You're dead.