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Serial Killer
If you look close you can see my disguise I've got the mind of a killer buried deep in my eyes.. I've a different mind set than most you see. I'm driven and fueled by a pure sense of apathy just to take blood, just to get my thrill. I have a demon inside I can't seem to kill Another day. Another dead. I slash my knife till I see red. There's nothing left to do today. Another life has been taken away, but not in haste and not in waste, only just in time for me to have another taste. I'm lost in a state of mind. I'm lost searching for another of my kind, but my lonely mind is my only friend. My lonely mind will be with me until the end. A lonely whisper in your ear says the very last thing you want to hear. I stare into your eyes and you hear me say, "Believe it or not, you're going to die this way." Another day. Another dead. There's something wrong inside my head. I'm a serial killer. I am a true monster. I kill only to satisfy my deviant pleasure. I wear one face to the public and another to only me. The true me I must never allow anyone to see. One small glimpse into my non existent personality can very well be the beginning of the end for me. My prey however do get to see the monster I keep caged inside of me. You may awaken bound to my table one day and with my blade held above you I will then go on to say, "You're going to die now, and you're going to die my way." Another night. Another bloody success. Another craving satisfied. Now I can get some rest. Yes I am a monster but I do live with a strict code. I never kill innocents. I kill killers ruthless and cold. Some killed for pleasure. Some killed for pay. There's plenty of killers to kill to satisfy my sick crave. If you've ever killed an innocent life I'm going to one day introduce you to the blade of my knife. I'm not trying to be a hero or a vigilante kind of fella. I'm a psychpath with an addiction. I'm a serial killer, but I guess you can say that I'm doing God's will. It just happens to also provide me with a deep, dark, sick thrill. My code is to kill killers who kill for pleasure or who kill by being bought. If I kill innocents, I stand a greater chance of getting mysef caught. If you're a killer, you and I will cross paths and I'll sure be happy to meet ya. I'm America's most loved serial killer. My friends all call me Poindexter.
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