How Can You Fail A Test You

Humans Can't Tolerate Emptiness For Long.

He Looks Like A Man Who Has Spent Most Of His Life Frowning.

I Kiss Him As The Train Slides Into Unlit, Uncertain Land. I Kiss Him For As Long As I Want, For Longer Than I Should, Given That My Brother Sits Three Feet Away From Me.

Though I Know That He Had Something To Do With The Attack Simulation, And With All Those Deaths, I Find It Difficult To Pair Those Actions With The Man I See In Front Of Me. I Wonder If This Is How It Is With All Evil Men, That To Someone, They Look Just Like Good Men, Talk Like Good Men, Are Just As Likeable As Good Men.

The Candor Sing The Praises Of The Truth, But They Never Tell You How Much It Costs.