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I'm not a machine, you know.
I'm not a machine, you know.
I may spend all my time with technology, but I'm still a man.
I may be a blunt instrument, but I'm still a man.
I may seem cold and distant, but I'm still a man.
I may fuck marks and kill as part of my job, but I'm still a man.
You could never see me as I want you to.
You could never see me as I want you to.
Between missions, I have never heard of you sleeping with a man.
I don't know anything of your private life. Would you sleep with a man?
Damn you. You are too perfectly gorgeous. You'd never want me.
Damn you. You are too perfectly gorgeous. You'd never want me.
I'm too skinny, too geeky, too insecure, too young for you.
I'm too old, too broken, too used, too scarred for you.
But you. You are smart in a worldly way. You blend in like a charming chameleon anywhere, anytime. You are so damned confident. You have the wisdom that comes from experience.
But you. You are all grace with that willowy body. You could kill from a world away by using a few keystrokes. When I push, you push back. I trust you in my ear.
I wish I could tell you I want you.
I wish I could tell you I want you.
I wish I could tell you I'd worship you.
I wish I could tell you I'd worship you.
I wish I could tell you I need you.
I wish I could tell you I need you.