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Euphoria
Razor sharp and gleaming
He stares at the object held
Almost unseeing
Blindly moving in slow motion
His thoughts being ignored as his lust moves his hands
Death, betrayal, grief and mourning
Meticulously planned
A life he will take
One believed to be not worth living
Scorn, abandonment in his past
Leading up to this life changing moment
Forever the power lies in his grasp
Slowly he works
Every slice bringing him closer to satisfaction
Euphoria bubbling up like blood from the gash
Soft silver light filters through the clouds
A life lies taken
Amidst the blood-soaked ground
-Tanya Petkau
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