He sits in his chair waiting.
His room is freezing, plain, empty, with one window.
During daylight, or night light, he never blinks.
He never sleeps.
His eyes fixed on the wall in front of his chair.
No movement, no emotion.
Just small breathes from his chest.
His head tilted sideways.
The eyes never wander.
Their are no feelings in his
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This is what I like about you, stuff like this. I think this is what draws me to you, not the other stuff, altho it is fun ;-)
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