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I plan
My enemy's
Fate

I change
My outcome
If I hate it

I cannot
Write a
Peaceful poem

The only thing
I can write
Is dead dogs and humans

Violence
Powers
Me

I love
The color
Red

Not red for Grell
Red for the blood
Dripping from wounds

I'm slowly
Losing
My mind

Pretty soon
I'll end up
Hurting someone

Why did the world
Make me
this way?

Why can't
I be
Normal?

Why do demons
And creatures
Torment my souls

Why can't I
Run away
From it all?

Why do
So much people
Care

The only time
When I will get
My peace

Is when I'm on the deathbed
Taking in
My last breaths

Slowly slipping away
Only to be reborn
In a better world