Animalistic instincts tear at fabric's sanity meant to
Devour these moments in thrashing flames.
Protect the darker damage in our soul uninhabited
By the humanity of reason. Attacking poisoned paranoia.
Preying on the innocence of morning.
Flashes of oblivion bring sensorial burning. Vertical
Eyes seethe into molten scraps of the forgotten.
Discarded. Abused. Rejected to clawing anger in danger
Of taking more from this world than could have been given.
Targeted to isolate the rage contained in a bull's-eye.
Instinctive feral explosions in uncontrollable emotion.
Moving in spiral stabs, aimed for the perfect kill. Quick and painful.
Ripping cloth limb from limb in senseless malice.
Up the cruel ante with indifference to destroying something
beautiful.
This is destruction left to its own impossible devices,
The vices that destroy them.
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