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Spaced Out & Abused (Part 2)

I get dressed
She lays there staring at me
She asks where I’m going
I don’t reply
I pull back my leg and kick her squarely in the ribs
She screams
Her hands cover the area I just kicked
Her legs draw up into the fetal position
I kick her in the side of the head
Feels like dog-meat under my boot
She is moaning now
Sounds like stifled sobs, sounds like a wounded animal
Dumb animal pain
I am seeing bright blue flashes in front of my eyes
I start kicking her again and again
I’m floating
I’m not in the room anymore
I’m high
Out of my mind at last
Floating high above my body
I look down at the two animals making love
Blood splattered war machines
I kick her beyond recognition
She is mutilated to the point of jelly
She is no longer human
She is mine
She is a symbol of my love
She gave herself until she could give no more
When she could no longer give, I took
Like squeezing the cum out of a spent cock
The more I kick her, the more my love for her grows
There’s a rumble in my ears
It’s the sound of thousands marching
When I hear the sound of the animals marching through the streets
I feel like ten men
Like ten thousand putrid war machines, polluting the air with their existence
I look down at her slimy puddle
I find the part with the hair and I kiss her goodbye
I know she’ll live forever in my heart
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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