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Blind Spark
Fear this blood dripped knife that I hold in my hand so tight, but do not run from it nor because of your fright. Insted come closer and look into my dark blackened eyes. Look inside and see the screaming and cries. Do you not notice that the only fear lies within me? Fall into my thoughts and set my tears forever free. Dream not of me, but insted of have nightmares of this torn shattered soul. Sharpen its edges in your mind for its not so dull. Stab your heart with your thoughts so dark. Watch for the reflex as it gives its blind spark.
