critical homicide

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your drifting...
the darkness pulls you in

comforting
you can't see you hurt right in front of you

satan
smiles

a wink of delight
from the gnashing of teeth

the sound of a breaking jaw
a heart sawed by an axe

laughs
joyous

they tear apart their limbs
he'll fire from below

shot you in the feet
nowhere to go

a wink of delight
from the sears of the voices

they claw at your ears

yet
you still cannot see them

a blind eye is turned
to the needy
within
the pits
of acid

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