friend

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My personal hell always greeted me before I could gain consciousness

I often thought of letting it consume me

Nothing but darkness would await me

I welcomed the pain

Sadist they called me

The depths of my despair kept me as sane as the blade at my neck

It was my friend, never betrayed

Loyalty that's what humans crave, right?

A void in my soul incapable of being mended

You can't break what's not there

I am here, and everywhere,

And nowhere to be found

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