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Over

I tore apart your body
Looking for a soul..
Where there should have been a heart..
Was just a gaping hole.
The red pattern
Leaking out on the
Sidewalk, looks so beautiful.
I'll drain you of your life
Slowly, sweetly, savagely,
With pure and sheer delight..
I could make it pleasurable..
But just for you, this may
Not be the case..
Now let me refresh your
Memory doll, for your unforgetable deed..
I can see the terror
Fill your face...
I may be sick and twisted,
For I have found an evil smirk
To appear..
But dear, You deserve this..
You will not live to be my sire,
Evisceration is your fate...
As your mind begins reconize
Me, you shake
From shock...
Yes, now you recall,
A scared girl hiding from you,
Not wanting to fall asleep, alone
And lost, fearing your eyes..
But now it's too late..
Life for you is over,
The last tick of the clock.
Written by Fallenangelsweapon (Stitchless Wounds)
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