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anger blinds and deafens, so
I look beyond myself, but
there's only fire around me

everything is gone,
even the noise of my own voice

my eyes are guns
ready to kill and
annihilate

my tongue is a sharp knife
cutting the inside of my cheeks
eager to hurt and murder everyone, including you

blood will be used as fuel
and as ink
for I must write
on these dirty tombstones
after the world gets dark
and I'm the only one alive

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