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Sneaky creep
written by Genocide Reaper12:47 PM 3/12/05No ones awake.
That means everyone's asleep.
So into your room, I did creep.
And under your sheets I did sneak.
Slipping a hand lower than your waist.
But higher than the lower part of your thigh.
I just wanted a little taste.
Now that I have.
I want it all.
So I'll press your head against the head board.
And the head board against the wall.
I'll rip into your innocent little body.
Without any fucking mercy.
My sweet love.
It was sweet how I flew through your window like a dove.
And upon the sil of it, I pulled up with my hands so I rose.
And that's when I began this journey.
To do what I am at the moment.
Though, if I am to do this every night.
For the rest of my life.
Then I'll have to remember next time.
Bring a knife.
So I can slit your pretty breast.
And smear the blood all over my face.
Your guardians sleep quietly.
In stone they sleep.
And I bleed breathing.
In my mind is where you are.
When I'm without you.
Dressed in silhouetted form I'll return.
For now, I shall do no more talking.
*Loud clattering sounds will be heard through out. This house.*
I'll just start the ravaging.
The ripping.
The raping.
The raking.
The taking.
The rough brutal bleeding.
I'll bleed you near death, almost dry.
Then sit here after I release this pressure all over your face.
And in the end, I'll watch you cry. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by lost_cause (3-12-2005 - 05:38 PM)
| beautiful... Twisted.. But awesome and very insightfull... Powerful too... I would think twice about messing with you.. lol |
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