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Loss

Hello my name is Loss, and I bend backs, and snap necks, and dance between the fingertips of dead bodies.

I laugh in the faces of motherless children and childless mothers, and lash out my tongue at those looking for a way out, without realizing there isn't one.

I skip hand in hand with Trauma and Catastrophe, and sing an eerily joyful song of pain and agony.

A song that will remain in the shadows of your mind, and in the burrows of your heart.

I love my victims, and my creators. I caress each of their heads lovingly and whisper
"Do not be afraid..."

I play with minds like pieces on a chessboard.
You move there, feel this, you move here, feel that.

I'm controlling, and sickening, evil and psychotic, dominating, and vile.

I am determined to be a dictator. A ruler over all of you. A God that you must worship for I can change anything and everything at any moment.

For I can flip your world over again and again and again.

For I can consume all that you know, and wrap you up in my arms so that you forget, and cannot escape.

For I can take bliss, and happiness, and beat them to a pulp.

For I can shatter and destroy and wreck all the walls you've built up.

For I can cause chaos
never known even in the worst nightmares.

For I can take your beating hearts, and crush them between two fingers.

I am the ultimate exterminator.

Hello my name is Loss,
And I will stop at nothing to remove you from yourselves.

em_pty

@em_pty

This is proof that I am worthy, no matter how much I deny it myself.

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