My Beautiful Murder
i finaly have killed you,
i feast upon your bones
ive torn your flesh apart from limb
and ive stolen your throne
days ago occured
your screaming crys for help
grasping onto anything
i love to hear you yelp
i cause your slow harsh death,
i cause the pain you have.
this is what you get for taking everything i had.
I tear apart your ligaments,
with my own bare hands
laughing I shall watch you scream,
dying though in health.
I love to see you suffer,
I love to see your pain.
I love to see your trembling tears
dragging down your face.
But now that it is over,
that all is said and done.
I realized that on this earth
you were the only one.
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