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sitting in the small gray room,

clock is ticking,

at the metal table im sitting,

wanting for them to start soon,

looked a the time was five past three,

cops walk in, you brokenlife?

why yes miss that would be me,

cop looks me in the face and he says,

this isnt funny,

so dont get cocky,

i smirked and just simply said, who me?

a few seconds pass and he just stares,

he pressed record on the tape cassette,

i laughed when he said in your own time,

slammed my fist on the table and shouted this moment is mine,

so sit there fuck up and fucking list you cheeky cunt,

he leaned back in horror, i cleared my throat,

and told him i'll give him what he wants,

tell us about the bodies we found,

mutilated and burned, and buried under the ground,

i looked relieved and asked, is that all you found?

take it you never found those that i drowned?

the cops look at each other,

and told them to go fuck the mothers,

a few moments pass and i begin to laugh,

i said to them i dont know about you but im having a laugh,

cop asked, lets start simple, who are you?

been along time since i used my own name,

but go by brokenlife, but i can tell you you got the wrong guy,

the cop stands up and says officers dedus and me,

dont have the time for this shit,

i look round to the other officer, who stands but never sits,

click my tongue at him and wink,

ok, i said, just let me think,

i smiled a officer dedus turned back around,

in my life i like to surround,

myself with pain and blood,

the only 2 things that make sense to me,

see i've always worked in an office making fucking coffee,

every fucking day i wake up, wash, eat something go to work,

dress all pretty in a nice tidy shirt,

i paused and looked at the cop, hanging on my every word,

i carried on and told him i only ever had one friend,

he was as fucked up as me, would back him to the end, as he does with me, he always had my back defended each other to the end,

cop interrupts and tells me, we just want to know about the bodies,

i laughed and said, people have to have a hobby,

ok, truth is i get annoyed very fucking quick,

and babies fucking disgust me, they make me sick,

im sure the parents know ho did it,

who did this, who is sick as shit,

but i dont give a fuck,

not everyone has the greatest of luck,

its true alot of peoples houses got broken into,

and the babies stolen, by the twos,

want a confession? here it is, but you wont like what you hear,

i did kill them babies, destroyed what some held dear,

they where toys, precious little toys,

some got raped before death,

other got buried alive, faster way to be laid to rest,

others got drowned, burnt, stabbed skinned,

its true they where killed but we all fucking sinned,

there was a few that had some special attention,

cop interrupts again and says, by attention?

i answered, aggression, and dont fucking interrupt again,

now where was i, o yes, after the first kill it was never the same,

i told him i knew the cops where still at the house looking for a clue,

stupid fucking fools,

let them look and they will find it all,

so please don't fucking stall,

the first kill was the hardest, but got over it fast,

the feeling of regret sure didn't last,

babies where drown in the bath and necks gets slit,

blood fills the water the creatures wouldn't be missed,

after we did that some got threw in the fire,

smell of burning flesh i admit is a sinister desire,

some got raped dead or alive,

arseholes of fannies stretched and bleeding,

there was so much fucking screaming,

the deaths where just, and they where needing,

the extreme version of silent treatment,

it worked they are now quiet forever,

but fuck it whatever,

whats done is done and they are never coming back,

some got skinned, adn i watched as they where stapled to the walls,

only thing moving was the blood that falls,

over 20 babies where killed and we had so much fucking fun,

just as i said that the cops phone had rung,

he answers it, and i hear on the speaker,

the cop saying that it was d....couldnt hear the rest as their voices got weaker,

cop hung up and asked with a cracked up voice, you said we,

yes, yes i did, why? he looked at the other officer,

and suddenly he stands up and a silenced gunshot goes off right next to my ear,

i'll never forget that cops face, full of fear,

i stand up, turn around, and dedus opens the door and make tracks,

well.....i did say we had each others backs..........................
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