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Hate, Blood, Control

I'd love to crush your skull in half
And laugh as I watch you bleed
To break your fingers one by one
Though my warnings you dn't heed
To stb you in the stomach
Or to razor-cut your flesh?
To hear you scream in agony
As I wrap your limbs in barbed-wire mesh
Extract from you more howls of pain
Your face once bright with life
But now your life lies in my hands
As I caress the knife

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I'm not a mass murderer, I promise

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  • YAY!!!

    I FRIGGEN ADORE THIS!
    And believe me, i'm truly not worried about you being a mass murderer, but THIS IS AMAZING!
    I especially loved these lines:

    "To stb you in the stomach
    Or to razor-cut your flesh?
    To hear you scream in agony
    As I wrap your limbs in barbed-wire mesh"

    AND


    "But now your life lies in my hands
    As I caress the knife "

  • I'm glad to hear you're not a mass murderer!!! But I do love your poem, fantastically gory...and extremely creative!
    Thanks so much for sharing this, and for taking the time to enter my contest,

    Luck.
  • very dark, brutal, hateful, yet very well written.
    i liked it.
    and we''l take your word that you're not a mass murderer