Frantic

I am losing it

At the edge of sanity

Another step and damned

The aura of madness below

Menacingly stretching its lips

Fate; her claws wedged in my skin

Just like others I am a victim, blame her

Dragged spiteful through her coarse domain

Cursing while she chuckles. 'This is life.’ She says

The End

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