Elixir darker than blood penned on porcelain coloured parchment, the reflections of my reckonings, caged transgressions and feelings. -Z.
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It seeps quicker than ever over my skin, Leaving patches of its familiar raging inferno.
It forcefully grips my fragile lungs, Hence my breaths being fast, uneven...suffocating.
The pressure it sends through my veins is merciless, My fast paced heart being its helpless victim.
And just like I feared, Before long, It ensnares every fibre of my mind.
I'm afraid to open my eyes, Afraid I will see the hateful flame ignited, Afraid of the devil within.
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That dark, threatening force, Which makes the sound of revenge music to my ears, Desperate to cause nothing but destruction, Ignoring the faint, soothing whispers of sanity to think otherwise.
Compelling my lips to let hurtful, patronising words to escape, My hands to explosively collide with opposing forces, My hidden tears transgressing, Falling from my eyes angry, bitter, impassioned.
I hate to admit, That when I'm falling, I believe this monstrous side of mine, Is my true calling.
I'm mortified to admit, That this atrocious, fallacious, erroneous feeling, Gives my soul a strange kind of healing.
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