He has a spacific type
That you would least expect
He likes them slim and bright
With at least 2 chains around her neck
He never falls in love
But in lust with what he can do
He seduces them with his charm
And leaving them dead without a clue
He's infatuated by the types
That hang in the finest clubs
The ones that love the nightlife
And are disgusted by the thugs
He starts off with a drink
He calls it his [drink of passion]
Because once they have excepted
He knows its followed by "the action"
he slips them the finale drink
That knows he's sealed the deal
He has is mind all ready and set
Anticipating his [lustrious kill]
Finally making it to the room
So anxious for the fun to begin
He lays her sensually on the bed
And gives her sexual grin.
He's addicted to the screams
And moans that turn to a cry
He gets extreamly aroused
By the way he choses for them to die
In the mense of all the passion
He's tied her to the bed
Once realizing the situation
She begins to scream and beg
He contiues to have his way with her
While slicing her with a blade
As the blood begins to excite him
The passion starts to fade
He reaches for the drawer
On the nightstand beside the bed
Pulls out a roll of plastic wrap
And wraps it once around her head
He takes the blood drenched-blade
To cut his "treasured" piece of hair
Kisses her lips through the clear plastic
While she's struggeling and gasping for air
He quickly cuts a hole
Tracing where her lips should be
He's not letting her die that fast
Aroused at how her lips begin to bleed
He goes for another climax
To fulfill his burning desire
Whith the control of how she dies
Is what he truly does admire
She's screamg and pleading for him
To please spare her life
Ackowledging her fear he carves
The word "lust" in her chest with a knife
Once more he wraps her mouth
To end her dreadful pain
He feels his fun has ended
Its time for the next "flame"
He watches her kick and scream
As she's trying to catch a breath
His eyes filled with approval
That he's accomplished another death...
A contest entry
- Lust Murder by Synthetic-Nightmare.
1650 points, ended July 27, 33 entries
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did I enter the mind of a serial killer?
Comments
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HAHA!
What i truly love about this is how you managed to have a rhyme scheme and it still came out good. Thanks for your entry and best of luck to you! Kudos


