Best Serial Killer Poems

I have a thrill and a high profile skill
I must have dominance I will get your full confidence
I crave for lust even though you disgust
I control all things with you as you go on a stroll
I will make you bow down to me this will...

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Hmmm, where do I start? With deep sighs, I am sighing right now.
I just finished burying 2 lizards, and my heart is heavy...

Let me back up a bit...bear with me if I might turn out to be confusing here,
but I just need to write this,...

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I see her as she starts to approach toward me
carrying roses for her special day
her mind in an hypnosis state not aware this is the closest I've been to her
as I start to forbear from her

I have watched her for days and days have become...

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There once was a serial killer
His life was one sickening thriller
From the bodies he’d saves
And the ones in the graves
His life was one bloody chiller

Tho his mental state wasn’t quite normal
And his social skills never that formal
He loved people to pieces
Even after life ceases
With dead...

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My sweet Divine it's been to long and now it's time to play
for in my domain I will put you on display

Your lover gave you red roses I bring you white
and on my side I carry the sleek and silver knife

While you were in the...

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SLK- Serial Killer
	a true crime novel
about Scott Kimball...

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As our eyes locked in the tiny rearview mirror I could see your fear
jerking your arms in a sudden movement
to veer to the side of the road wishing for a way out to unload

But I'm quick to rise and whisper in your ear
'This would not...

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While you were away I roamed inside your home today
my mind and memories on photoplay

I found your roses in the trash starting to decay
I already knew your lover had strayed

Each room is so much like you I can smell your sweet perfume
of the honeydew it...

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Twilight has come casting a beautiful flicker upon my silver knife
who has taste the women who gave a price and in the end their life

Some were quick because I tend to bore and some took days upon my board
as my mind remembers and bask back...

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At last we have arrived to my special castle 
well hidden and disguised
the moon is so bright tonight it looms in the shadows
with delight with only one single light

Gracefully I slide to your side taking your hands in mine
giving a soft whisper of a warning...

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Upon my bed so silky and fine
I lay my resting Sweet Devine

A slip knot here to your hands and feet I twine
so you don't try to escape and be unkind

Gently I remove your dress of baby blue
for you a gown so white and new
my Sweet...

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I'm a serial killer of a different feather.
Loneliness is my Dark Passenger.
When loneliness overtakes me, I need to feel better.
Each day this need grows stronger and stronger,
so I stalk someone who is as lonely as me
and share a few moments of intimacy.
My loneliness ends and...

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how many people in your life that have been murdered?
probably none
my grandfather was a war herp
coma tosed
to have his wife a cripple
so i could run away scrambling from bs people for the rest of my life

11 tragic deaths in my life,
my family and friends
and their...

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The Serial Killer  (Duplex)

Daily 
he waits
for night
to come
and then,
shrouded
in pitch
darkness
or pale
moonlight,
he goes
in search
of prey
striking
swiftly
without
mercy.

His needs
appeased,
the great
horned owl
puts his
conscience
to rest.
Remorse?
He does
not give
a hoot.

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Duplex form: 
2 syllables each line 
 
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He met her at the bar,
she asked him for a drink,
he said yes,
and he felt the link,
he saw everything that set her apart, 
It went from calls,
to dates,
to late night coffee,
and cheese cakes,

Love was in the air,
he thought what they had was rare, 
but in...

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