Bow to me, foul cretin
You belong there
With mud-caked hands
I shall kick you when you're down
I shall bury your happiness
'Til you bleed tears
Your tortured soul
Will make you rip your nails off
Embed them in the chalky walls
Your skeletal frame
In a weakened state
Warrants explosive laughter
I am your master
You will bow to me,
Or I will beat you with a stick.
Author notes
Bwahaahaha expect the unexpected!
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I've seen everything now, a chooken with a sitck!
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Vindictive and Extreme. I like it lol
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I loved it its so dark.
Your skeletal frame
In a weakened state
Warrants explosive laughter
Favorite line great write
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O.O
Mom...err...I'm scared to come home now. And so is Daddy Paul.
o.o
Scared.
But excellent!
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"Your tortured soul
Will make you rip your nails off
Embed them into chalky walls"
That is truly terrifying. I like my nails right where they are. And the walls sure don't need them.
I really like this, its very well organized, with a clear theme and flow. Good job.
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I bow to no-one!
Actually, Amelia, I liked this...it's not the sort of thing I'd expect to see from you though
Vicious, angry...and dominating.
Bravo
'D' (Scott)
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Bwhahahahah thats my line! "Expect the unexpected!" Yaayy! oh my god that is soooo godamn VICIOUS and gooorrryyy and horrible... it makes me shiver
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...wow...this was...kinky...XD lol...when you write like this i can really see you writing song lyrics
:3
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