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Violence
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How do you explain to the ones you care for.
That nothing matters anymore.

I miss the simple times.

When I did not have to think.
I gathered the vestiges of unlife my Master needed.
I fought, mindlessly.
I miss the times when I was bones.
When I was rot.
When I was decay.

Now I am this caricature of a woman.
A woman so many despised.
Sometimes. I want to rip off my face.
Sometimes I want to scream.
Sometimes I want to hurt everyone.
And everything. I am unnatural.

That is fine. That is okay.
I am not okay.
I do not care.
My Master said my soul was that of a sinner.
A violent sinner.

And in truth? The moment I was unmasked.
I expected to keep fighting.
To fight for my life.

And yet somehow. It went unnoticed.
Willfully? Accidentally? Purposefully?
I wish it had not. I crave. Violence.
I like the jingle of coins.

I want to hurt people.
I want to hurt people.
I want to hurt people.
I. Want. To. Hurt. People.

I want to be hurt.

....

Hmm. I've been sitting on this sofa for two years now.
Give or take.
Quite some time. I hope I did not scare him.
I hope I did not upset her.
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Violence - by Observing Future - 02-20-2024, 04:29 AM
RE: Violence - by Observing Future - 02-22-2024, 10:35 AM
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