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My imitation of life

I hunger for love But I thirst for blood Am I from below Or up above Perhaps a place not yet heard of My eyes and my heart do not see the same It's like my mind and soul are playing a twisted game Satisfying my hunger can be achieved But it always ends in watching them bleed The beast inside cannot be tamed My actions will remain unnamed I stare in the mirror and all I see Is everything, everything but me

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Date: 11/26/2022 9:39:00 PM
Superb write, jay! Thought provoking
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