मशीन

Im a steel machine. A blade that chops a tree. I clear the forest of every plant, man or beast. I won’t quit, I’m an unstoppable force. I’m the lighter and the rag that make the fire for your torch. I’m the bullet and the trigger that will end your misery. I’m the match and the paraffin that burn down your house. I’m the smoke in your face that brings a tear to your eyes. I’m the rope that you will swing from while you beg not to die. I’m a man, a machine, a devil in disguise. I’m here to stare into your soul I’m here to watch you cry.

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Writing keeps my body grounded while my mind is in the clouds. View all posts by Justin

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