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Hush little baby

Bound to a table of blood, with intestines on the ground
Decapitated heads, body parts, organs in jars all around
Killing tools dripping with blood and fresh flesh on the ground
Locked inside a basement, the scent of rotting flesh scents the air
Oh God I hear the door unlocking, oh shit I see him coming down the stairs
He smiles as he comes closer, singing hush little baby don’t say a word
Mamas going to make sure your screams aren’t heard….

Tears start to fall as he grabs an 8 inch tool smattered in blood
Trying to scream but his hand covers my mouth as I start to gag
Satisfaction shines from his eyes with sadistic light
Hush little baby he continues, then the sting of the blade as he starts the incision
Screams echo around the room as he cuts out my heart, blood gushes out like red wine

Arteries hang out as the heart is lifted, bringing it to his mouth as he sucks all the blood, tearing at the flesh
Eyes stare out in horror, slowly dying and expelling my last breath
The last sound ever heard…Hush little baby don’t say a word
Mamas going to make sure your screams aren’t heard…

Written by NyteShade (Belle)
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