Mars

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Chaos
Bloodlust
Pure fury
The sadistic part
Of my being
Though it's not much
It's enough
To make me go mad
The vile things I say
Over the most trivial things
Behind their backs
There's so many knives
And they just haven't noticed
But one day
They will
And the good ones
They'll leave
Because I'm a toxic person
I can't blame them
Just a touch
Of my dark side
Is enough
To snuff out
The brightest of souls
I've seen it
Too many times
To ever let myself
Get close enough
To anyone
Ever
Again

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