I'm not a victim,
I'm just violent.
I won't be ashamed,
I won't be silent.
I hate, I fight, I scream, until...
accepted.
Only to control --
my desire to kill.
Kill for thrill,
kill for credit.
Call the ambulance,
get the medics.
Break my own bones,
bleed my own blood.
Celebrating the forceful...
emotional flood.
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