Existence
8 February, 2005
Author: Mike
I hear their mocking laughter.
I am nothing.
I se their cruel faces.
I am nothing.
I feel their hurtful words.
I am nothing.
They smel the fear rising from me.
I am nothing.
They see my anger.
I am nothing.
They hear my scream of rage.
I am nothing.
They see me strike out.
I am nothing.
I see their blood.
I am nothing.
I see them fall.
I am nothing.
I watch them die.
I am something.
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