Victor Cassius, district 2(resubmission;WIP)

You always thought about the blood that runs through everyone's veins, even your own, and you have scars all over your arms to prove it. Your grandmother said the moment you came out from your mother's womb, you came out laughing with a mouth full of blood. Your mother mentioned to the doctor that you would kick acrimoniously, as if you were trying to kick yourself out, but the doctor said that it was normal for babies to kick, it's for you to know that there was still life inside of you, but to her she knew it wasn't. She knew that what was inside of her was not human, something not more evolved, but something very very ancient, and something very very evil. She knew you had none of her kindness and piousness, but grandma said you had your mother's pink lips and oak colored hair. You had such a taste of life even before you were consciously thinking about it, but it was you who claimed her life. It was you who made her bleed to death. It was you who killed your mother, your first ever kill.

when you feel my heat look into my eyes
it’s where my demons hide
it’s where my demons hide
don’t get too close it’s dark inside
it’s where my demons hide, it’s where my demons hide
when the curtain’s call is the last of all
when the lights fade out all the sinners crawl

- Demons by Imagine Dragons

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