I look to the sky as the sun slowly begins to set...watching the colors reflect in the blade of my sword. More than anything, it makes me want to cut open the sky and make it rain blood
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As I sit here, awake in the night....I hear the blood pumping through the veins of my colleagues. I smell it on the air. They seem to be breathing the scent of blood as they dream
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