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clenched fists

jaws shut tight  
furrowed brows
eyes a bulging red  
fire  
the belly  
a whirring thing  
the chest  
 
no time for mercy  
or morals  
laws  
rules  
ethics  
can get fucked  
hear only the  
blood curdling screams  
 
veins on temples  
about to burst  
mind  
over  
matter  
 
this is the moment  
where movement is  
unhinged  
unrestricted  
 
dagger in hand  
dagger...  
 
dug.
Written by cold_fusion
Published | Edited 27th Oct 2019
Author's Note
Moment of human madness. Animal instincts.
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