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I know


I know what this is.

This is the hammer you wield

Pounding against my head.

Though you are no Thor,

But rather a monster

With the growling intensity of

Anger emanating from the depth of your hatred.

Like a cancer,

This anger is spreading

From your heart

To infest my own.

In the end,

One of us,

Maybe even both,

Will end up alone.

 

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