Vanity, such a beautiful name
I picked you from afar
Learned your every move
Picked up the scent like a dog to blood
Now as a I pet your frightened face
I remember how you walked with such grace
Your long legs and long arms
Flowing with such fluidity
Oh my sweet sweet Vanity
I must admit
the gag doesn't suit you well
But you do so
have the tendency to scream and yell
Oh my sweet Vanity, you put me through hell
Everyday mocking me
with your lush brown eyes
Everyday waltzing by
with your bronzed tight thighs
My lust grew stronger
I only longed to be inside
I couldn't wait any longer
You had to be mine
With chloroform
I gripped your mouth and nose
Even as you fainted,
it seemed you posed
You cried salty tears of fear
As I thrust into you my dear
Little did you know,
that just got me going even more
To lick the tears from your face
Watching you squirm with such disdain
My dear frightened Vanity
Your body did so well to please me
When it came time for me to finish
I didn't put it in your mouth,
I didn't soil your body at all
I let it go into a rag
Nothing but the best treatment for my dear sweet Vanity
Your lamentable eyes
look at me now
Watching me stroke the blade
against your naked body
Around your erect nipples
Down your belly
Through those deluctable thighs
Oh my dear sweet Vanity
You mocked me
But I got you, yes I did my dear
I got you in the end
Now I will make you mine forever
Pushing the knife in between where I had been
You start in surprise at the pain
My grin widens
I love it when you hurt
My dear sweet Vanity
Don't be afraid
Bringing the knife out I stroke your belly again
You know better than to shake your head at me
Yes you do, my dear sweet Vanity
Dragging it down
building in anticipation
I've never seen you so full of passion
Sweet, sweet Vanity
I push the knife into your belly
laughing to tears as all falls out
My dear Sweet Vanity,
You're going to be the end of me
When the breath has left your chest
And your eyes have become glazed
I shake my head,
Too quickly you were dead
My dear sweet Vanity
Maybe next time you should flaunt
Maybe next time you won't taunt
All I know is in the end you were mine
My dear sweet Vanity, till the end of time.
A contest entry
- Lust Murder by Synthetic-Nightmare.
1650 points, ended July 27, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Lay it on me :D
Comments
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YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS IS HOT AND EXTREMELY AMAZING!
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Wow, this was not expected. But as soon as I read it I became capitivated. It was morbid and a wonderful write for the contest you have entered. Good luck to you, this piece is truly great.
Allie



