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Fear
My emotions blind me My body dead with pain Begging to feel something again To know that I live My hand trembles violently Unable to guide the blade Causing a jagged path of destruction Driven by the brutal force of inner pain The pain echoes through my body Its immense power gripping me Captivating me Trapping me in my mutilation cult The blade eats through my skin Feasting on the gaping wound like a monster Washed in my blood Glinting evilly before me I am mesmorised By the life force flowing from my body From my self created wound Staining my skin My skin tingles as the pain builds up Shuddering violently through my body Pouring through my eyes Tears raining fire on my wound The pain numbs me As my eyes follow my escaping blood, Painting a web of pain across my skin Fear engulfs me My world freezes The monster nearing, hungry for more Its last meal can lay me to rest, Can be my escape from this pain But my fear grips me Ripping the knife from my hand Curling me into a ball Throwing me back into life Alone
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