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I had forgotten until now

It had started to fade away

It was almost gone

Until I was reminded that

I can never shed it

He gave me it once

And now he’s helped to reclaim it

The laughter

The voices

The call of the Brink

With nothing but his words

I was hiding, he said

Trapped, he said

I was

Clawing

And

Clawing

Desperate to reach the surface again

Yearning to act my malice

Screaming in my head

He reminded me who I am

Let me have the knife

Wide-eyed and smiling

I saw it through

I drove it through the victim’s skull

My first in a long time

The crunching and oozing brought me

Pleasure

And I could see his face lovingly

Mine imitating his

My trust in him

His trust in me

Restored

I was no one but his

His gorgeous face was all mine

We fought opposed

Those who would suppress us

Let the blood fly

Beads of my heart

Splattering on his pristine jaw

Dancing among the dead

Spinning and spinning but never dizzy

Guns held to our temples

My finger on his

And his itchy finger on mine

We smile a last moment

We squeeze

Simultaneous fire

But we do not die

Living as we were dead

Dead, yet still living

Tell me again

How beautiful you think I am