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A Punishment To Fit The Crime
They say; an eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
A punishment should fit the crime
But you can’t; Rape a rapist
Molest a molester
Torture a torturer
They might enjoy that
And punishment should never be a pleasure
They say; We should not be barbaric
We should not become like them
We should forgive and treat them as if, they're ill
But you can’t; let them off the hook
Be seen as being soft
Send the wrong signals
Maybe the victim should decide
Maybe a victim can’t be objective
Does objectivity matter?
I remember seeing everything
Even with my eyes shut
I saw him in my sleep
As well as when awake
I never missed a filthy trick
So I would start by ripping off his eyelids
He made me choke on it
Break his lower jaw and
Nail three layers of leather padding to his tongue
He made it difficult for me to breathe
Snap all of his ribs with crab pliers
I could never escape
Wrap him really tightly in razor wire
I couldn’t run away
Break all his leg bones with a claw hammer
I cried a lot
Stick bonnet chillies to his eyeballs
I screamed a lot
Every 5 minutes slice his face with an open razor
He took me roughly from behind
Every half hour ram a white hot poker up his anus
He came on my face
Cut of his penis with a rusty old hacksaw
And nail it to his forehead
Make his balls into earrings, cut off his ears
And staple his balls to the open ear hole wounds
I will never forget
I die a little every time I remember
Make him suffer a full night of this torture
Then kill him slowly by gunshot
Take your time seeing how many bullets
You can use to finally end his days
My record so far is 31
A tooth for a tooth
A punishment should fit the crime
But you can’t; Rape a rapist
Molest a molester
Torture a torturer
They might enjoy that
And punishment should never be a pleasure
They say; We should not be barbaric
We should not become like them
We should forgive and treat them as if, they're ill
But you can’t; let them off the hook
Be seen as being soft
Send the wrong signals
Maybe the victim should decide
Maybe a victim can’t be objective
Does objectivity matter?
I remember seeing everything
Even with my eyes shut
I saw him in my sleep
As well as when awake
I never missed a filthy trick
So I would start by ripping off his eyelids
He made me choke on it
Break his lower jaw and
Nail three layers of leather padding to his tongue
He made it difficult for me to breathe
Snap all of his ribs with crab pliers
I could never escape
Wrap him really tightly in razor wire
I couldn’t run away
Break all his leg bones with a claw hammer
I cried a lot
Stick bonnet chillies to his eyeballs
I screamed a lot
Every 5 minutes slice his face with an open razor
He took me roughly from behind
Every half hour ram a white hot poker up his anus
He came on my face
Cut of his penis with a rusty old hacksaw
And nail it to his forehead
Make his balls into earrings, cut off his ears
And staple his balls to the open ear hole wounds
I will never forget
I die a little every time I remember
Make him suffer a full night of this torture
Then kill him slowly by gunshot
Take your time seeing how many bullets
You can use to finally end his days
My record so far is 31
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