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When The Iceman Cums

I really hate you  
did you know I resent you?  
you make me feel things with your hateful testosterone  
it's all about sex with you  
I am cold about it  
I don't like anyone getting in my personal space  
you make me think about it  
and my vulnerability trembles
the masochist in me lusts  
encourages scenarios  
twisted thoughts that arouse  
but I keep myself chaste of thought  
it disturbs me what captivates my senses  
there is a cruelty in me  
that violence excites  
I don't allow it ever  
I feel you prodding me with your soul's cock  
with a blunt instrument  
you try to understand what makes me tick  
there is something about you I answer too  
I fucking hate you  
I was going along fine  
until you put your cunt in my face  
Sadistic, what turns you on is fucking with me  
I shut it down  
Your energy floods me  
and I am faced with the blood of the innocent  
prostitutes who sacrificed their hollow spaces  
to be violated by you  
believe me, they shudder when the iceman cums  
thinking he does God's service and maybe he does  
still, it will be you, not he in hell when the deed is done  
martyrs of happenstance  
life's refuse lay, witness,
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Author's Note
fiction and observations of this world or perhaps what the movies brainwash us with...
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