Yes, this piece is the decimate.
The place where one starts to fear me by the scars I bear on the inside. The place where one stares straight into the abyss. The abyss comes to cradle you. It will rock you gently into oblivion. The place where those scars run so deep that they bear marks on the surface as well. The surface of the wall. These scars of torment, and the absolution comes with unabated wrath towards the only animal on this planet worth despising…. humans. Those that are “green” already know that the planet is better off without humans.
They hold themselves in such high regard, when they are nothing more than shallow yet hollow husks. The larger the ego the less depth they possess. The best defence is a good offence, and nothing offends more than a mirthful tongue. Clever wit becomes a shield, and Sarcasm becomes a tool to use on those who lack confidence. Continue to twinge in discomfort and read on while gently rubbing the back of your neck. Good. Though, your eyes are wide, and you cannot turn away as these words cascade strewn across the page. That tense stress pressing on your neck now is causing you to have a slight pain. Do you lack strength of will? Sharp the pain is, perhaps sitting up in your chair will help? Is the color draining from your face? Can your feet touch the floor at this height?
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