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Trollop: A Married Mans Revenge (Free verse) by DreamerSupreme
[Horus, this is dedicated to you.] I love to kill. Thats what I think to myself as I thrust my knife deep into your skin, making you weep, while you plead for me to stop, knowing I won't. Ripping you apart slowly, I bathe in your blood, anointing myself, smiling showing my razor incisors. I threw your remains to the wall like a rag doll, and sat down, my skin painted a deep red, staring at your body. You were so beautifull when you were alive. Now you are a Picasso image adored by me, while my eyes admire your torn form. You look better dead.

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