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Today, suddenly, an episode I imagined for Simbiat poured out into a small poem. Perhaps it was another mood-swing or just OST to Seraph.


Look at my deformity:

No sign of conformity;

Strips of my flesh,

As they turn to ash;

Teeth falling out...

Look what inside I've found.

Distorted reflection

Springs fist into action -

Nothing to see,

As if nothing I've been.

Shards of the mirror

Cut to bleed thinner -

Drops of red all over the sink,

Mind is drowning, forgetting to swim.

All ribs get broken,

Heart in crib awoken,

Lungs - inside-out...

No longer know what my fear's about.

Losing breath and losing head:

Is this the monster, that inside I bred?

Thoughts racing in denial,

Replaced by rage turning viral.

Kill, kill, and nothing but kill -

That's the desire, that I will fulfill.