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Heart of Darkness
i realised for the first time today what a harpy i am – what a bitter, wicked harridan... i recognised, at last, the depths of my enigmatic evil ...and it was shocking, i can’t deny it; to realize how easily cruelty comes to me, slipping off my tongue like drops of mercury or venom from a cobra’s fangs… it’s so much a part of me I don’t even know I’m doing it – I just wade right in and slaughter souls, And stick harpoons into innocent hearts, As easy as I breathe or clear my throat or sleep And then later, when the fall-out comes, and I am berated And bombarded with vitriol, I sit back and foolishly wonder why Like a blind woman I just don’t see my bleak truth I cannot comprehend the pain I have caused …empathy is a trait I don’t seem to have in stock, And as for sympathizing with your sorrow, I simply can’t Because all I see when I look at you is cowardice And childish tears And all I hear is the whine of a petulant fool So no matter how much I may want to, how much I wish I could, I can’t thaw out my heart, or soften these glacial eyes… And when you attack me, as you should, I just fight back harder And crush you a little further into the suffocating sand And then, indifferent, wipe your blood from my hands – And calmly walk away
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