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 Why am I here? With all the people like me surrounding. Agitated with their frustrating wounds. Running and blood thirsty for each other. And here am I , trying to save myself from all this mayhem. Running past the gateways of my corpses drenched in blood I can feel every burn and wound. That excruciating pain trying to grapple me admist the wilderness. But something in me is still pushing me, evading me out of this chaos 

For a while I started to wonder whether this are my scars? Trying to prick me, trying to tear me apart. From the heat of vengeance there clusters are providing me the warmth.

Now I realized. They all are a part of me. Being pierced hauntingly by my abuse and misdeeds. Without their consent I have destroyed them and now they are coming for me.

All they wanted was peace. By finally destroying me. Getting the liberation that they needed .

Running and perspiring through the wilderness.I foolishly tried to Butcher them. But they ressurected and became more nasty and carnal.

I ran and ran. Blood drenched all over my face. Saving myself from their wrath I climbed over rooftops and stacks. It all seemed like a set of props and I'm doing an act.

Soon the carnage turned into a carnival. Soon the horrid landscape unveiled itself into a circus.

Up above our amusement I saw my idol .


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