Alone

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Murderous rage traverses my veins
As darkness encompass my gait.

Revenge shines through the dim room light,
Interwoven with deadly delight.

A shattered life is my gift shining bright
As I scream out into the deafness of night — alone.

Alone by K. Saitta
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