Thick,
sticky,
salty,
I taste it on my tongue,
I feel it drying on my face,
your empty eyes look at me,
your rage still shining through,
a rage you forced at me,
I had no choice,
I had no decisions,
your life I had to take out of fear,
to survive,
as you tried to kill me,
like all the rest,
you coaxed down here,
down here inside your sin,
but I was triumphant,
I stopped your reign,
I ended your life,
but,
was it all in vein,
I see them moving,
in the shadows,
their eyes glowing,
watching me,
I grip the blade,
I clench my teeth,
come on motherfuckers,
it’s time,
fresh meat!
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