Slice. Slice.
They say it. You know they want you gone.
Slice. Slice.
You waste their time, energy, money.
Slice. Slice.
You know you shouldn't.
Slice. Slice.
Sadistic pain and pleasure.
That's all there is.
Pain, pleasure
Slice. Slice.
And death.
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PoésieThe brain can be a very scattered thing. Thoughts racing. No train of thought. Our words are often lost in the vastness of this world. Half of our thoughts vanish in an instance. Which is why it is crucial to write thoughts down as they happen. I us...
