the thought that i had to stay with this demon for much longer
haunted me even more than my anger and hatred could ever build up. it was hell, like a useless piece of coal stuffed into my mouth that i'm forced to swallow, like a bag full of heaviness, the heaviness that caused my chest to heave and my feet that didn't take long before it would become one with the ground.
i thought that my feet would be the only things meeting the ground as of this moment, but i was greeted with a surprise when realizing that the skin of my face had also done the same.
there it was. the dark red pool started to form right infront of me, but i didn't care about cleaning it up anymore.
it was better if i drowned in it instead
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