Sadistic.
Permafrost for dead hearts,
Waiting for someone to take one swing and shatter it to pieces,
No blood drops just black shattered parts.
Broken from the dark unchanging creases.
Mockingly I smile and wait for signs of pain,
You stare at my snare watching in disdain.
The sensors then start to work in your brain..and now your in trouble,
You Do not fall, I'm surprised, but over.. you double.
The walls start to close in which seems to make it worse,
I love to watch people plummet and i laugh when they free fall,
Smile, as they hit rock bottom and cannot scream nor curse.
Remember that hate is constant, while love seems to seesaw.
DON'T mess with me,
I'm unpredictable and verbally violent,
But I'm actually learning to be nice for you, luckily.
All the while i still have trouble keeping silent.
But i do enjoy this, I want to see the pain you mill through
And when I'm through, I'm done, and I hope the pain kills you.
Sadistic
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