Your triumph

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Black ribbons of death

Twisting around my throat

As I feel your hot breath

Whisper in my ear as you gloat

Securing my sense of insanity

With tales of dread and confusion,

My being consumed by agony

And my soul trembles at the violation

Pain screaming from my core,

I gasp and struggle at the bonds

Never has it been this bad before

Even the animal I keep locked up responds

And slowly I feel my spirit dying,

Curl up and hide from your taint

As I give up, surrender, broken, bleeding,

The beast breaking free from restraint

Ripping through my mind, this pain

So hot it melts into my bones

Unending, bleakness that pulses again

As I face a world of your clones

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