My hatred t'wards certain people consumes me like a moving, rotating rusty knife inside of me. Opening like a wilted flower. As if a depressing wave of unhappiness waits for me. Even in my dreams darkness consumes me. I see demons dancing across the floor and their rolling red eyes.It haunts me watching my every move. Waiting for the perfect time to posess me. As if it hasnt already. To make me hate more than I already do. I wish it was a dream but it's not. It's real! !

heavy metal Insanity

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