Violence greets death with a tight embrace;
Entering a world of hate and cold fury;
Yearning to release the bonds to wreck havoc;
Clenching tight fists at spiteful memories;
Smiling at tales of revenge and plotted murder;
Relinquishing the faces when justice is ill-served;
Divulging in the screams of the dying, wickedly laughing;
Groaning against the eternal enforced pain;
Not knowing the end or the totality of the plight;
Therein lies a cruel hell, locked away in the glint of my shiv.
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