Jack the Ripper (artisan killer)

I am an artist
A knife is my brush
A corpse is my canvas
I was born to this and I am talented.
It feels good to hold a knife
I like to slash
I like to stab
I like to slice
I like to maime a victim in the middle of the night.
I take an ugly whore
I paint a pretty picture  with her core.
I create a masterpiece with every cut.  I am a genius.
I lead whores to the slaughter
I am the human butcher
I hunger for murder.
I consume flesh like a vulture.
I hunt, kill and devour.
Killing is the ultimate power.
I am standing in the corner
l see a prostitute who needs a customer
I whistle and wave at her
She has dirty clothes and dirty hair
I pull her close into the shadows.
I produce a blade and slash her face
I punch her hard and break her nose
I slit her throat down to the bone.
I rip off her clothes
My hands are soaked in blood
I carve open her gut
Every organ is removed and I cut them in two
I only left the heart and screamed this is art.
If you read the paper you can see my latest work.

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