With my hands around your neck I squeeze!
I hate all that you are as I squeeze you to your knees
The life is escaping you, as you slowly turn blue
Your body starts to jerk as you start to gasp
Squeezing tighter I readjust my clasp
Your body falls limp as I slowly kiss you…
Without a fight, I enter your mouth
Tasting your escaped life I continue to probe,
I probe deeper into the darkness,
The darkness that got me here
Then I see you sitting by the stairs
You’re reading a book completely unaware
Unaware that I was watching you..
Watching all that you went through
Dreaming of all that I was going to do…
Then without thought or reason I grabbed you!
I pulled you into a dark room,
My hands enter your shirt as I slowly roam through
After this I knew you would have to tell…
So without a coconscious I grabbed your neck
And sent you straight to hell~
By: John Cornell
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