creation

he stood there

his eyes blank

his soul numb

on the cusp of oblivion

surrounded by faceless masses

he let the sorrow drown him

a few heartbeats away from death

an image of betrayal sneaked inside

with it the darkness returned

vivid and vivacious

numbness replaced by fury

released and ignited

years of suppressed rage released

murdering fury commenced

each memory slashed to pieces

not feeling the sorrow just satisfaction

for his heart turned to coldest of stones

sunk deeper inside till soul was crushed

a new kind of species was born

arrogant and compassionless

proud and loud

absolute bastard

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