The Edge of Power.

I am powerless.

Powerless to help you. To save you.

But you say you don’t want to be saved. Is it because of the power?

The power that controls you in that moment?

When the edge cuts and the blood flows

Do you feel powerful?

Because I don’t.

I feel powerless

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