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I am but a scarred smile.

Dancing among the ashes, I smile.
It is in my genes to always smile.
In the darkest depravities of humanity;
The reaper laughs in the corner at my inhumanity,
I care not. The more dreadful, the better.
I am the personification of nightmares,
And of the battered creatures that suck the broken mares.

I am the last thing the wicked see,
You see,
The wicked see me having the last laugh,
The last laugh.
And it hurts them deeply to see someone smile,
even if it is a scarred smile.