Best Psychopath Poems

Emotion has no place in the operating room, emotion cost lives.
Every time emotion comes into play, patients needlessly die.
In the operating room I am an emotionless machine.
I have a success rate that no neurosurgeon has ever seen,
and when I return home, I continue to be,
this...

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Her thoughts rolls as a high-speed rail
                     with the sound of heartbeat and pumping pulses
          ...

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With big, bold, beautiful eyes; she 
reminded him of an angel. Her hair 
didn't flow, it was short. Her body 
wasn't perfect, but he didn't care. It 
was her soul, her willingness to do 
anything for anybody. She reminded 
him of his love of art...

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Maybe you’re a psychopath 
you certainly have the traits 
I find it disconcerting 
the picture that it paints 

I know you better than all the rest 
They don’t believe what I suggest 
They think you’re such a lovely fella 
and I’m seen as a storyteller...

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I'm not prone to violence,
but I have no conscience.
I'm aware of happiness, sadness and every emotion.
I just lack the ability to feel any of them.
Every smile and tear I display I always fake.
I con others to get what I want. I manipulate
without remorse or any...

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The noise had been there for so long
It seemed as though it was life's song
A constant cacophony of insane rage
This psychopathic woman had the stage

Slowly, steadily her screech was muted
As her false claims were often disputed
Those acidly touched by her riotous insanity
Are no longer affected...

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Through the set screen of a cower cover
A tyrant terror of the self resides; 
Forming a merged mind with opposing sides. 
Persuasion being his asset to uncover
Your desires and wants he will discover; 
With deceiving decisions he provides,
His slyness and adroit nature coincides —
Whilst morality...

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I learned that my daughter's old boyfriend was a drug dealer.
He was a scumbag who turned out to be a cold blooded killer.
When I learned how bad that he is, I made my daughter break up with him.
That made the punk extremely angry and that's...

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I know the sky is beautiful, I told her
who seemed delighted with everything on the road
I'm focused on driving, I grumbled
palaces and hovels
heavens or hells,
I don't care anymore, I said
be quiet and let me drive in silence
my thoughts poisoning my brain
she's a pretty girl but...

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You can think you’re better though affection isn’t shown 
You never win approval from the people you have known 
But you still boast abilities and think how far you’ve grown 
with nobody around you as you’re always on your own 

You’ve never known what is...

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Ted was a proper torturer
he'd gag me after tea
he'd ram a flannel down my gob
then dangle me on his knee

A virgin when I married
my mums and dad were Mormons
home-schoolers don't do sex Ed. much
though they did go on about hormones

I thought Ted's ways were normal
it...

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He still haunts my dreams both night and day 
My bruises healed but the terror still stays 

Numerous Flash backs of being used 
So I wrote a spell just for the abused 
          
Crocodile Tears of...

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I've spent the evening hunting, as I'm wont to do
and choosing for tonight an older lass,
I hold the shop door open while she passes through
and as it closes, watch her in the glass

Her face is plain, no trace of paint unlines her skin,
her matted hair...

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I spotted where my lamb hops
Went after her with an axe
I hacked her up for lamb chops
Then I played a game of jacks....

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We are snarly, and we’re gnarly,
We’re twisted, and we’re mean.
We smack you with our branches,
And we keep our real selves unseen.

We’re awful, and we’re terrible,
You had better keep your children away.
Because we’ll hold them, and we’ll fold them,
And we’ll never let them run away.

We are...

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