I am a betrayer,
the worst thing a person can ever be.
I traded you for the stars,
cheated on you with death itself,
the devil can be so cunning.
But you’re beautiful.
So full of life,
something I lost with my innocence
at the ripe age of 14.
Death. Destruction. Hatred. Anguish.
All I’ve ever known,
and all I seem to know how to do.
On a molecular level it’s exactly what I continue.
I kill.
I sneak.
I hunt my prey.
Tag!
You’re It.
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