I fear that it is only inate,
Merely the minds inborn state, it's fate
It's human nature to hate.
Within the human mind
As sure as mechanical design
Surely all of us can find-
Something makes us tick, something makes us wind
As a species we are confined
An ordered chaos our hate combines
Eating at the back of your mind
Those loathsome thoughts twist and twine
Like clockwork in the brain
We are unable to refrain
Compelled against what drives us insane
Sadistic, it's joyous to inflict pain
Sedating like dust in the veins
Forever outstretched on spiteful plains
Hate, the human
I hate you, you know
Oh did you? Goodie.
You may think I'm rebellious.
But I'm not.
You're too strict.
You know nothing about me
Except what a mother needs to
Birthdate
Age
Illnesses
The like.
My hobbies
Friends
Favourites
You know nothing
You don't care
Working is like a lie
You say you do it
And yet you take my own earnings
From my hard work
That isn't fair
Now is it?
You hate my style
My music
Clothes
Habits
Friends
How could you?
You make me sick
Feeling like I am
The parent and you
Are the child.
That's not how it goes
I am the child here
I can't express myself
I can't be who I want
I feel more like
Title: Touch
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Rating: T
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Author: TrilleDiabolo
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Warning(s): Shounen-ai, intergalactic love
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Summary: A story inspired by my ZaDr fanart "ZaDr - shoujo style". Zim doesn't know about human affections and how intimate a touch can be. Dib decides to show him. Story for ~Yakushi
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Hands. Sensations. Nerves connecting to a central core. Sending pleasurably messages to one's body.
Lips, soft, wet, chapped, burned, swollen. Delicious sweet lingering feelings that make one dizzy.
Warmth, a momentum of heat radiant heat from another's body. Waves of comfort.
Emotions, in every color shape and size.
Touches, the very feeling of