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A Thank You To The Saviours
Lost in a melody, a symphony of lies
How can I live here when I hear angel cries?
Keep on calling me to leave this place, "You will never be safe"
Falling back into their open arms, Tears cascade down my face.
Thank all the saviours
For all they've done
Thank the truth teller's
Before im gone
No more worring
Thoughts that have not been
I promise them
Lost in shame
"I wont leave again"
Surrounded in happiness, The sadness disappears
Until I hear the
CertaintyNo matter how long he had to think about it, Peter Parker would never be able to adequately explain the series of events that led to him being pressed up against a glass office door in a deserted laboratory and kissed within an inch of his life by one Dr Curt Connors. He could tell you that it was him, Peter, who started it, fighting teenage awkwardness with the steadfast decision to just do it, kiss him, act on his emotions. Peter wanted this, had wanted this since their first profound eye contact during his stint as an intern. His interest had been initially piqued when he saw the photo; it had stirred something deep within him, perhaps a childhood memory long forgotten, perhaps some deep-seated arousal, but an undeniable connection. One more thing he couldn't explain.More Like This
Despite all this uncertainty, he knew that Dr Connors felt the same. There was something in the way he smiled when he said his name, how he seemed ge