That devil in me.
He is making a noise.
He is hunting.
I'm bleeding.
That bаstard in me.
He is making a choice.
He is waiting.
I'm screaming.
I don't know his name.
I don't know surname.
I know only that
He is serious.
There are many ways
To escape from this shit.
But immediately
It's unreal.
I hope that I will
Find a country of sill.
And prescribe
All my fucking ambitions.
But now I can feel
He's becoming so real.
And I can't go away
Without revision.
I'm going to die.
And this bаstard
Is "I".
So denying?
I cry.
Please, forgive me.
Devil in me
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