Sick Addiction

by The strangest thing   Aug 31, 2012


Tie her hands
Slap her face
Tell her she's a big disgrace
And how she deserves this

He came at night without a warning
She knew she wouldn't last till morning
She was ambushed by his presence
This is how it always happens

The sound of their screams
Bring back memories
He remembers the first kill
The feel of the blade sinking into soft skin
All the blood rushing out from within
He loves watching them slowly suffocate

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