First Excerpt From “Red Winter”

Guilty Gear

It's like death but sweeter.
It's freezing by the heater.
It's narcissism, fanaticism,
and folly on a cake.

It's like steel but tougher.
I've got acid but no buffer.
It's cynicism, pessimism,
and idiocy in a shake.

It's like mucus but putrid.
It's milk and booze diluted.
It's nihilism, optimism,
and ignorance in a pie.

It's like sugar but sour.
It's drowning in the shower.
It's like having happiness and sorrow
impaled into your eyes.

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