Blood between Muscles

Greed and hatred walk hand in hand; revenge feeds a hungry palate. The uncontrollable desire to be the best corrodes minds, hands stained with blood—blood of the person you love. But when you realize, that blood is yours. A hole is open in your chest; you see your soul leaving your body. Was it all worth it?Greed and hatred walk hand in hand; revenge feeds a hungry palate. The uncontrollable desire to be the best corrodes minds, hands stained with blood—blood of the person you love. But when you realize, that blood is yours. A hole is open in your chest; you see your soul leaving your body. Was it all worth it?Greed and hatred walk hand in hand; revenge feeds a hungry palate. The uncontrollable desire to be the best corrodes minds, hands stained with blood—blood of the person you love. But when you realize, that blood is yours. A hole is open in your chest; you see your soul leaving your body. Was it all worth it?