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My name was Blood,
vile spirit of the rapist,
Puppeteer of the raped.
I lived in fear, a constant fear
of being defiled, yet at the same time
I lusted to defile.
I remember you alone with me,
my hands wrapped tight around your neck.
I wanted death to make you scared.
But, your eyes...
You showed no fear and you did wise,
or I might not have spared your life.
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