Feel Me
my shoes on the ground
step inside them
be me.
feel me.
hate me.
love me.
feel what i feel
let me flow through your veins
feel my terror
feel my hatred
feel my sadness
feel my flow through you like a drug
feel my poison
killing you slowly, softly
be me.
feel me.
hate me.
love me.
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