Death of a cunt { w ~ The-missing }

I was returning home from a friends funeral
My mood was low, I was angry,
I saw this little 'harlot' thumbing for a lift
It was '1am'
She was a dead person walking
I slowed the truck to a halt
Asked her if she was doing business
She nodded, I told her to got in
Fucking filthy slut
Fifteen minutes later
up the road I stopped the truck
she got out squatted down to take a piss before sex
I smashed the hammer down onto her head
She lay there making horrible moaning gurgling noises
I smashed the hammer into her dirty whore face
The smell of cheap perfume was nauseating
I pulled my knife out
plunged it deep into her putrid cunt
Cutting the filth out, "Filthy dirty bitch" I shouted
I plunged the knife in again and again and again
Her guts spilled out,  her warmth steaming
'feel of her warm bloodied guts all over my hands,
running through my fingers'
As they mixed with the cool air
She lay there on the ground
Unable to move, stiffness
Dark crimson blood seeping,
Slowly moving pooling under her,
Her mouth full of broken teeth,
Broken bones
'insects had gotten to her almost immediately
larvae hatching into thousands of hungry maggots,
crawling, wriggling, inside eating her dead flesh'
Smell of decaying flesh,
eyes still open, turning white
Her decaying body attracts not just the bugs
Aggressive dark scavengers that feed upon the dead
They tear into her body into her soul
Ripping her apart, piece by piece
Ripping, biting her down to the bone
muscles shredded, organs chewed on
Pulled out, finding pieces here and there
The smell thickens within
She didn't want to go this way
she watches herself
being devoured by death eaters
As death takes her soul