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The pieces fall in place,
Like a puzzle.
The murders are resolved,
I did it.
I killed him, I surrender.
The beast arose in me,
it was night, a hungry, black, night
My body grew ferocios, teeth yearned blood
The feel of another inside of you
the stream of life,
The feel of passion, of struggle,
Fortunatly, you were there too.