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Blood streams
From my clenched fists
Nails slicing into soft
Palms
Thoughts of murder
Overtake me,
Destructive pace
Of mind
Ripping, tearing,
Grinding flesh.
The snap of bones
Reminiscent to me
Somehow
A scream
In the darkness;
I cannot hear it.
Rage destroys moral,
Only leaving me
With sin
I pay no heed
To sanity
Anymore
Deathblows,
Pleas for mercy
And remembrance.
The sadist in me
Indulges in
Your fear
But you're
Already gone
I've already killed you.
The scent of demise
Upon us both
Murderer and victim
Reality
Strikes
Me
A silent gasp,
I discover your remains.
I clear the blood
Away from your
Angelic face
I've slaughtered the pure.
As silence watches,
I hold your body
Close to mine.
Tears fall
In silent grief
Mixed with blood
What have I done?