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Animal, animus

 Like a predator hunting its prey, it needs to feed. A hunger that eating wont saturate, contrarily eating keeps making things worse. A mindless soul and a soulless mind, being herd for eating. Their greed led onto this path. Hands that make the sins, minds that control the sinners. Prey. They found it. Among all the other animals, all the other scums they found their target. Knowing that this will be the last time of the prey, they watch in silence. Not because of they are paying their respects, no. Id. Pure animalness. They have no self respect. Why would they respect such a low being? Eyes sharpen. It is time. Symphony of attack begins playing, mouths get widen, teeth sharpen. It is time. Twitch. Left. Right. Grip steady. Masseters tighten. Ritual ends. Soulless mind and mindless soul merge again. A horrible scene. 'How can one do this?' The hand. Its dripping. Muscles contracting. 'It is I, who made this, who is guilty of their acts'. Dehumanization goes away. You a

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ABANDONMENT

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