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Dim...
Ahh...
I trace my finger across pale skin.
Hoping to find a source of warmth.
Those eyes are still beautiful.
So unusual.
Eyes!
Smile!
Laughing in my face.
Blood slides down both my cheeks.
It begins to hurt!
Over and over again.
The light goes dim
as I struggle to coop with the madness
lingering in the back of my mind.
Ahh...
Serenity.
The quiet is such bliss.
In the dark.
I can't take anymore!
Grotesque hands hold me here.
A victim begging to be let go.
Tearing me limb from limb.
This pain I can't get used to!
The hurting has to end!
Let me step into the light.
Even if it means I have to die.
Please!
Please...
I soon lose control and go a bit too far.
I step beyond the line where there's no return.
The neck is strangled, and the hands are bound tight.
My sick fantasy turns to ecstasy.
Those beautiful eyes.
Lose what life remains in them.
Lost within the moment, I devoured her flesh.
As I savored the taste I fell for her all over again.
My shy shadow stepped into the light.
I soon let go and become addicted.
The beloved carcass remains a little longer...
I trace my finger across pale skin.
Hoping to find a source of warmth.
Those eyes are still beautiful.
So unusual.
Eyes!
Smile!
Laughing in my face.
Blood slides down both my cheeks.
It begins to hurt!
Over and over again.
The light goes dim
as I struggle to coop with the madness
lingering in the back of my mind.
Ahh...
Serenity.
The quiet is such bliss.
In the dark.
I can't take anymore!
Grotesque hands hold me here.
A victim begging to be let go.
Tearing me limb from limb.
This pain I can't get used to!
The hurting has to end!
Let me step into the light.
Even if it means I have to die.
Please!
Please...
I soon lose control and go a bit too far.
I step beyond the line where there's no return.
The neck is strangled, and the hands are bound tight.
My sick fantasy turns to ecstasy.
Those beautiful eyes.
Lose what life remains in them.
Lost within the moment, I devoured her flesh.
As I savored the taste I fell for her all over again.
My shy shadow stepped into the light.
I soon let go and become addicted.
The beloved carcass remains a little longer...
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