Incredible, Unforgiving Anger
She angers me with no remorse
No more metophors or synonoms
I will crison her throat with my hands
Then bless the floor with her blood
But the penetration won't be deep enough to kill instantly
No...she wil suffer as i had
With wood pannelling her hands will disappear
With lead pipes an entry in her thighs
The scars if she were left breathing
Too great for anybody to carry
Her fall down the stairs due to severred achilies
Much too humorous and will bring me to tears
For all her assails upon my ego and reputation
And for all her lies and cheats as a whore
I will give nothing but impunity of a greater kind
If I had my way long ago
I would have crushed her face in the door
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