I should hate you.

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I did not know what I had to confront when the clock ticked its final chime. What glared back into me was nothing short of monstrosity. Every waking moment moving forward was a personal hell, a hell that you crafted for each victim, each life you stole. Your talons clutched me so harshly, I forgot what the torment had felt like, until I was completely released. I was burdened again, watching you take hold of another innocent heart

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