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twisted love story

for all the pain that calls my name,

my poor victims are never the same,

i burnt you picture in the same way,

that you look at me with fear filled eyes,

i force fed her pills to wash it away,

voices in my head tell me how and what to say,

i have a numbness here in me,

it will never set me free,

as it sinks in more and more,

i sit and watch this whore,

choke on the pills caught in her throat,

she spits them up and falls to the floor,

she screams out why,

and starts to cry,

all i can do is break down and cry too,

she looks at me and hears me say that i love you,

surprised look on her face,

where am i what is this place,

voices kick back in and demand,

that i go over and take her by the hand,

i stand up she cowers away,

i grab her hand and she tries to fight,

her tears splash the back of my hand,

so small but feels like an ocean in this sicken land,

i drag her over to the wall,

a small window lets in a crows call,

i tell her im sorry as i pick up a hammer,

voices tell me to do it, her beauty, god damn her,

i lift the hammer and nails,

a nail through each hand and she screams and whails,

i bring over a huge full length mirror,

i tell her to look at what i see,

she asks in panic what is it you want from me,

can you see what i see in you,

can you see what im doing for you,

the worst voice came and told me to remove her nose,

i lift a pair of pliers out of my toolbox,

she screams and shouts what are you doing,

im making you stand out from the other hoes,

pliers on her  nose cartilage,

i rip down wards and she wails out,

could help but laugh and say go ahead and shout,

she closes her eyes to hide the wound,

i grab her tear soaked chin and remove the lids,

eyes permanently forced wide open so she can watch,

she tries the old, let me go i have kids,

no you used to, not any more,

as i laugh i drag their dead naked bodies over the floor,

she cant close her eyes to look away,

she throws up and i say puke away,

her little boy is still alive? holy shit stack,

i get a twisted idea,

i strip her naked and forced the son hard, and make him rape his mother going back back,

son comes too and realizes whats going on,

his mother bleeds all over his body and he pulls out,

i hit him in the head to kill him i succeed,

now on his cock you will feed,

i cut his cock off cut it up,

she forces it away so i slice off her knees,

as she opens up to scream i for the dead dick in the mouth of the whore,

my last sick act is i rape her dead daughter,

ass as tight as fuck so shes ripe for the slaughter,

i walk up to the woman whos nailed to the wall,

the sun begins to rise,

on the day that she dies,

i lean in her eye and tell her i love her,

i lick her eyeballs to keep them moist,

why i just want to know why?,

because this isnt my choice,

she looks into my eyes and feels the blade slide in,

from sternum to belly her insides slide out,

the laughter i hear is inside my head,

my final dying act before she dies,

is she see this sick minded person break down and cry,

told the body filled room the voices told me what to do,

im so sorry they did this, i just loved you.....................
Written by brokenlife
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