Seeing Is Believing

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I saw his face.

He's angry.

He's ripping his skin in hopes that I would do the same.

His hair has thinned

Skin has been drained of color

Teeth are like mine.

I saw the mouth of sin rip the arm

That reaches out for my throat.

Slit wrist?

Torn wrist.

I feel like he's escaped

And now he wants me more than my babe.

I've seen my own demon

He's trying to rip me open...

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