See....I see....
You see my pain
In which you carved
Along my flesh...
The blood spells out
My sweet release,
Yet you keep cutting.
I don't think its for
My own good anymore,
But for your own.
See....I see...
I see your pain
Because isn't it
Also my own?
Emotionless in this stance...
Knowing nothing,
Yet seeing all....
This is your bitter release.
See...you see...
I've freed myself
Gone from the pain
That existed...
I have bled my pain gone.
There is nothing left for you
To cut away...
And what will you do now?
See...I see...
You have found another
Another victim of thier own demise
I see that hunger grow as you begin
To slowly cut away,
Cut away thier pain,
Bleed away thier pain,
And add to your own.
Another victim for your flesh...
But where will you go...
Pain giver?
~Nehmahati Kerosna (kala)
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