8/9/09
There's a venom in my subconscious that
swims beneath the surface.
Like hellbent ravens
Chasing victims to their deaths.
Like decapitated, mutilated children.
Like a poison, it spreads
Like cancer,
Eating away at me from within.
This thing, destroying me,
as much as it is me.
It is me. It.
IT
IS
HUNGRY.
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