It tears. It splits. It engulfs. It suffocates. It strangles. It asphyxiates. It defecates. It wallows. It thrives. It connives. It lies. It deceives. It achieves. It pierces. It slices. It cuts. It bleeds. I will cut off the flesh of my face and bleed on you until you drown from my blood just to get my fucking point across. I want you dead. Bury me at the core of the abyss of hatred and you still wouldn't be able to even taste an ounce of the loathing that bleeds from my eyes every single fucking day. No amount of self infliction will suffice. No amount of self infliction will quench this thirst. It's you. It's always been you. I want you to die. Kill me before I kill.
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