Serial Killer 1
He took his time
To watch them first
To learn their ways
And how she spent
Her days
Before the true
Pleasure began
The slicing of flesh
And searing in pan
Yes he was a cannibal
But in his mind it
Wasn’t real
He could taste the soul
But it wasn’t his deal
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