You were once a ray of light in a house marred by shadow but it was only a moment, no notice given or taken. You're even sicker than the secrets you keep. You picked my bones clean but I'll reclaim my flesh. There I died and here I was born, a monster rough hewn by unfortunate events. Feast on rock and mud, wash it down with your own blood. Villain over victim any day of the week. I'd paid the sum of the world to have your throat within my grasp and I won't rest while you draw breath. A coward dies a thousand deaths, if only you had more than one life to take. You will bleed out from a thousand weeping wounds. I'll be the last one laughing loudest all the way to the bank. Insides exposed, long overdue.
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