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Dec 2012
A heated, serrated blade
Drives deep beneath my skin
Boiling my blood
Tearing my flesh
Smashing my bones

I stand without feet
While I smash without hands
Demons drive my soul to Hell
Where I bask in their glow of hatred
I drive them away with my smirk

Do not cross me
You know nothing of my potential
Crazed psychopathy is euphemistic
To the destruction of my wrath
Leaving nothing untouched by my flame
Jacobo Raymundo
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