Nothing gets my heart racing
more then a nice hard shell casing
as it falls out of my smoking gun
I fell a rush and am overcome
The power the pleasure from pain
giving it to others just drives me insane
the coldness of a corpse that I caused to die
nothing can make you feel more alive
I especially love death when it is a child
they are so like animals that I feel Im hunting in the wild
a mother a father a daughter a son
I take joy from destroying each one
Their blood pouring out
and their pleading and shouts
the fact that the deserve it doesnt matter
just as long as their brains make a nice big splatter
yea killing is a *blast*
Author notes
THIS IS SARCASM I HATE PEOPLE WHO KILL!
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