Shy kid hiding behind second violin
We lock eyes for a moment
Before both looking away.

We sit next to each other
Talk about Harry Potter
Then he thinks to himself

"I'm gonna marry them
If I don't kill myself first."

I am his fake serotonin
Our lives depend on each others
An unspoken blood pact.

I cut, he cuts.
He starves, I starve
Such is the way of our contract.

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