Chapter Five

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Demons live inside of us,
They toss and turn and scream.
Crawling out slowly from your mind
A living nightmare; not a dream.

I hate what I'm becoming,
I hate what I've become.
But look at me, keep your eyes fixed,
Because it's only just begun.

The darkness is tearing into my soul,
As I raise the knife up high,
My mind is clear, my thoughts preserved
For I believed your petty lie.

I'm doing this because I love you,
But I can't stand your bruised veins.
I can't live with you much longer,
So I'm freeing you from my chains.

And so the weapon slices into your bitterness,
Sharp and nasty and cruel.
But my revenge is sweet, not sour,
For to love you, I was a fool.

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