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without hate
pulled back taught
bleeding from its roots
about to tear away
without blades
carved from
pitch black
obsidian
without the sound
of polished stone
scraping against
smooth stone
without that clump
of skin bleeding
dangling nerves
and exposing surfaces
without the look up
after the kill
and scream
like an animal
without it
we have nothing
