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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A fleeting still small voice tries to warn me A sudden overwhelming desire to run The tell tale taste of metallic flakes Means my nightmare has begun Everything around takes on a ghostly pallor A landscape of anguish and corrosion A moment of silence before the violence The flash of light, the brilliant explosion The sound of the Sun fills my ears Fear, my throat, though none escapes me And paralyzed I clench my eyes As my tormentor prepares to rape me And it's endeavor is absolute Consumption is its ultimate goal It exists to chase me so it can erase me Whilst feasting on my soul And then that familiar salty smell The sudden rush of warmth so stings Engaging me relentlessly In vile unspeakable things Over and over and over again My limbs stretched and wrought As it's teeth tear my bones bare It's mind defiles my thoughts And still wounds beget wounds beget wounds As in the mouth of madness I suffer And with every injury he just seems to be Rougher and rougher and rougher Then just as suddenly as it began it ceases And for a moment I am clearer And then the true horror of it all Is revealed in a darkly lit mirror There in front of me stands my destroyer Face flush with it's fill of my pain And I find that it's eyes and mine My God, they’re one in the same
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