Bad Man

Two faces on one head a jinxing speech miming little shrew just too weak belly hides the shriek no instinct before he bit the dust remarked the truth will set you free but I'm a bad man feline sprinting away eyeballs grow wide he's afraid all right if you want me to say it right why don't you say it doomed lap up the milk from the bowl the sour's sweet and you know it like a lake as your brain felt insane tried to tread got exhausted then sank got a splinter upon sprinting away what a shame, all the same shaking the hand of my future self pinch on the shoulder and a whisper "oh well" placeholder sentiment us humans exchange future Chris is now running away all the same, what a shame ending up in the exact same place cracking code trying to understand, best I can why I'm a bad man