KNOW ME

You don't see me like I am,

Only the dark shadows that I cast.

You don't hear my voice when I talk,

Only the fading echoes in your mind.

You don't feel my tender touch,

Only the cold of my blood stained hands.

You don't smell my hair and skin,

Only the odour of death and destruction.

You don't taste my rosy lips,

Only the iron flavour of red blood.

You don't know me like I do,

Only what I allow to be seen.

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Please tell me what you think?