YOUR MEAGRE AND MEEK YOUR SOUL IS WEAK. what do you want? YOUR WHO I SEEK. I SMELL YOUR FLESH I CAN TASTE YOUR TEARS. YOU SMELL OF VOMIT YOU WREAK OF FEAR. leave me alone I WILL NOT ABIDE. I AM YOUR COMPANION A SEPARATE FORCE INSIDE. i'm not going to do this! YOU WILL OBEY MY COMMAND. THERE IS NO ESCAPING I KILL WITH YOUR HAND. why won't you leave? BUT WHY DO YOU GREIVE? YOU WANTED REVENGE WANTED THEM TO BELIEVE. I AM YOUR LOOPHOLE YOUR MEANS OF ESCAPE. i didn't really want it! BUT NOW ITS TOO LATE. NOW LOOK WHAT YPU'VE DONE. NOW YOUR TEACHER IS DEAD. THAT LOOKS LIKE HER BODY BUT WHERE IS HER HEAD? get out of my mind! "I CAN'T, ITS TOO LATE." THEY PUSHED YOU TO DO THIS THEY CREATED YOUR FATE. there's so many bodies AND NOW THEY'RE ALL DEAD. THAT PEDESTRIAN'S STILL SQUIRMING one more shot to the head no! no! i can't stop it! BUT YOU'RE ALMOST THERE. I CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE GUILT , ALL THIS HUMANITY YOU BEAR. GET OVER IT YOU FOOL TIME TO EVEN THE SCORE. A SAWED OF PUMP SHOTGUN YOU KICK DOWN THE DOOR. no, no, not my family! YOU WANT THIS TO END? KILL THE ONES THAT STARTED IT WHO CREATED THIS FIEND. YOU'RE A VERY BAD MAN but it wasn't my fault! HOW COULD YOU HAVE DONE THIS? THEIR FLESH TASTES LIKE SALT. i want this to stop! SO YOU WANT THIS TO END? THEN IN HELL'S FIERY PITS YOU WILL ROT… …MY …ONLY …FRIEND.
Reason for writing:
Inspired by a bad "trip" while in my grade 10 english class. Dedicated to all the tortured souls. (you know who you are)
Birth sign: Libra
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