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Oh no.  

I stand above a something

My hands, swollen, grasping

Sweating, starring at what I've done

For no one would call this fun

I pause as I am dazed

Beginning to feel amazed,

the sweat trickles down my chin

my face smiles at this evil sin

I drop the bloody kettle

drops begin to hit the metal

begins to play a sound

streaking the blood revealing chrome