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Insanity Personified


Insane is an enraged man with long, stringy hair.
Hiding his pale grayish skin within the folds of his trenchcoat.
He scans the room with his bloodshot eyes that are sunken in from many hours of work.
His muscles ripple as he clenches his fists.
He sees the one he is looking for!
Opening the coat he reveals the terror that is inside.
His prize, his masterpeice, finally the hour has came!
Rushing forward with a yell,
hours of work unfold in seconds.
The building shakes as the bomb goes off.
His last words rang in the ears of survivors.

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