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Inside I Try To Hide, Inside I Cry For It To Die

 Images not meant to be seen,

penetrate me like pins,

forcing themselves inside me,

underneath my skin,

burrowing their way towards my sin,

my soul,

my everything,

I try to resist,

I lock myself away,

alone,

separated from the darkness I see in all,

the bloodlust I fight,

the urge,

to kill.

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