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Sickness
I’m sick and yet no one knows, they don’t see the symptoms that I hide because my sickness is contagious, my sickness I hold close because it has been around since the beginning of time. My lust for bloodshed is starting to become overwhelming desiring to watch the pain and hurt on the people’s faces whom have harmed me, yet I know if I do this then my sickness will spread, and that the next person who catches this will want to see my blood and hurt, causing the sickness to spread yet again making someone want to harm the person who hurt me. This sickness or lust for vengeance is hard to control and the symptoms travel through your every being and hopefully won’t consume you, because if so then we as humans will never find peace in this world.
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