I'm the king of the misfits living in envy torn apart by demon feeding frenzy. no one hears this because you all fear this. what could it be well the truth that grows roots. entangled words left you mangled until you're no longer faithful or able. my demon speaks I hear him from floor creeks to beneath my sheets while I sleep whispering to me to wake so my body quakes like earthquakes at daybreak. what I truly hate is if I kill you I'd kill me too-
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