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The Brink Of Insanity

“The blood on your hands is no longer the blood of the guilty.”

“You have found pleasure in what you do to the people.â€?

“You have become lesser then a human then what you were born with.â€?

Who are you to be saying that to me?
I have not done anything wrong.

“You are trapped.â€?
“You will never taste the fabric of reality ever again.â€?

I am not.
Why must you say things that are not true to me?
Are you afraid to face me?

“No one is afraid of a man who murders for pleasure.â€?

“You have not realized the things you have done and now you’re fighting the realm of reality.â€?

It is all lies.
You must have put something in me to be talking to me.
Yes that must be it.

“It is you who will be choosing the world you have chosen for yourself.â€?
“Were only here to help the insane?â€?

I am not what you say I am.
It is all lies.
Just show yourself.
Do not be a coward.

“You must realize you are alone in your world.â€?
“And the blood will stay on your hands for as long you survive the brink of insanity.â€?

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