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my gift your curse

Blackened is my heart with the heat of hells calling, ashes upon me like flies. I laugh manically as soon as I realized the blood is becoming more between my toes and breaths less from your body. I am of a stained, tainted mind with bipolar longings. Trapped beneath the skin of my wrists are the scars caused from the pain you have graciously given. I break you now, holding tbe power of the little life left inside you which ebbs and flows tauntingly close to the sulfuric acidity of your memories. Yet...something inside of me snaps. I begin to process the nightmarish thoughts of your suffering. The pain i sought to bring out on you has vanished as i pathetically try to bury the thoughts forever and nevermore.
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