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Poison
I do not speak. No tear falls from my eye. I act like nothing's wrong but inside I'm screaming. This nameless rage fills me. It burns like fire, and all I see is red. My sight no longer clear, I look with death-cold eyes. The life within drowns in that fire, I am offered comfort, but only want revenge. It is a poisonous thing to be filled with so much hatred. It scares me how much I want it. I am afraid to give in to this feeling; afraid of what I might become. There is so much anger it sickens me. My throat is dry and I am burning inside. This cold hatred reaches up from the pit of my stomach and grips my heart in its steely hand. Within me is a darkness that no light can scatter. I am filled with a poison that cannot be cured. I am enslaved by this poison and I can never be saved.
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