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The End of Him

The blood

Oozing through his

Cold

Tight

Veins

Could not quench

Could never satisfy

My craving for his pain

His death will never be sufficient

Never cold and cruel

Never harsh and unusual

Enough

To gain my satisfaction

And grant my hatred,

Peace.

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