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Our Friend the Killer

Is our friend a sadist

Or did he grow with no home?

Does he have no regrets

In his Lackluster dome?

Of selfish indulgence

This man we will see,

Addicted to blood;

A gory disease.

 

No pains of nostalgia

Will run through his mind,

For thoughts of his father

Bring hate to his crime,

Are his kills for himself

To ease his bruised heart?

Or is his father to blame

For this psychopath's art?

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  • Obani
    June 25
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    hmm, i like this. it reminds me of one of my favorite villains
    good luck!