Wake in a haze. Was all this a dream? Searching for answers beyond my reach. Over and over the same answers gained. Nothing makes sense with all that I see. Blood on the ground and blood everywhere. How could this happen? This cant be me. Torment and rage consumes this soul. The final exit is beyond our control. Broken glass all through this body. Bloodstained sheets. Scars on my body. Gougedout eyes. I feel this rage. Broken bones. You had this coming. I feel it. You cant take it away. Flows through me like water down a stream. Why is there blood? This consumes you.
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