The Satisfying taste

The Satisfying taste

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 24, 2015
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Mystery
I dug the small knife further into his lower ribcage and twisted it. For years this man had watched the pain in my eyes as he beat me till I was on the cusp of death. His face had always stayed the same, emotionless. Oh, how the tables have turned. For once I saw something in his cold dark eyes, it was pain. I couldn't help the smile that formed on my lips as he chocked out blood. A small deep chuckle escaped my body. I had waited so long for this moment; To murder my walking nightmare.
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You often go outside at night. Because that's when you can hide. You wear a mask to hide your pain. You don't smile. When you do it's to conceal pain from reaching out and getting ahold of the last bit of sanity you have. That is, until you meet him. He's always smiling. Even when in pain. His eyes stare into your soul without a single blink. And he holds a bloody knife to your throat. Which will only make him smile more when you start to realize, HE IS FEAR. *DOES INCLUDE ADULT CONTEXT! CUSSING MENTIONS OF RAPE AND OTHER SUBJECTS THAT MAY MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE* You have been warned

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