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Every few days I watch you leave, no matter how many tears I shed, you always walk away and I grieve, my heart aches with words unsaid. In the days apart my mind begins to dream , thinking of ways to keep you here always, but how to go about it without seeming mean, as I pace the darkened passages of my thoughts hallways. A plan takes form deep within, its easy they say just lure him with your lust, the voices constant rhythmic convince me this is no sin, for this all to work out they say this part is a must. The night approaches wrapped in expectation, eagerly awaiting the arrival of my beloved, everything's in place the voices are placated in admiration, my betraying hands ready to keep whats mine are gloved. I greet him with seduction, embracing his eager body with my lustful grind, injecting him with my poison following voices instruction, he falls to the floor deaf dumb blind. Dragging him to the safety of our cocoon, away from the world and its prying eyes, everything has to be perfect in this room, tightening the bonds on his body as he lies. Out come my carefully picked instruments glinting brightly, the ones that will keep my love and I from being apart, gripping the first saw in my hands so tightly, the voices urge me on do it for your heart. He starts to awaken as I am about to begin, his eyes widen in horror at what he sees, hush my love the voices tell me this is the only way I will win, positioning the eager teeth of the saw against his skin he begins his pleas. First warm splatters of blood splash against my face, the voices clamor inside urging me on in desperation , they drown out his agonized screams with effortless grace, as shades of white show through ragged flesh I sigh in gratification. With his limbs tossed aside in a mess of pulp and gore, I set about removing his hands finger by finger, its hard to stop now voices urging me on to do more, at his perfect face I gaze down into his eyes and linger. To my utter dismay his screams have stopped, flowing scarlet ribbons ebb from his eyes, where I had plucked each one as they popped, the voices are silent as I contemplate his demise.. My love is dead now and gone forever, but at least he will be with me, I hum as sewing his body back piece by piece in pleasure, "together forever" the voices giggle in glee.
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