Pressure
The truth revealed; regret settles in.
"Why, why me?!?!?!"
The blades whipped out; hatred.
Knight in armor, mutated into satan.
"Your devil horns stab my back!! Why you have NO mercy to me?!?!?!"
Can't forget...the stained corner calls.
Pulled in...your face in sight.
"Help!!! Please, I beg you!!!"
Reached out hand..so close to touch...gone.
Slipped into the hell you left on my shoulders.
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