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» Poem: Slow painful murder
Slow painful murder
written by Genocide Reaper
06:56 PM 8/9/04
The verses I have just sacanned struck an all to familar nerve ending in my brain, it sends these signals through out my body.. I would love to find this Folly. I read so much about him, and I can't help but want to kill him. Your my worst enemy. Your more Hated than anyone. I despise you, I'd love to tell you what I want to do. To you.........First. I could start out with a burst, of Gas, non-lethal, just a little something experimental that clouds the mind, so you I will find. Laid out, out of reality. So I can throw you in a chair, think about you while I stare, Wrap your arms in barbwire, tie you down tightly, make sure you remember this nightly. Your legs are spread open tied to the legs of the chair. Your mouth is open, and your eyes are closed. I'll tie this wire around your neck, and around the chair. Keeping you there. As you slowly come to, I'll have two tables of Choices. Rusty scalpal. Dirty needle. Razors, Chainsaw, Cleaver, Kabar, I want to cut your fucking Head off. But wait, I can't, you must suffer first. Remember that what you do I curse. What you do makes me sick. What you do makes me Hate. What you do makes me wait on...On you, so I can slice you slowly, begin the pain fully, make you wish you never been born, never touched her, never even stared.. I fucking Hate you. Now and forever. I will find you, count on it, I won't stop the torment tonight. I will remove your Fucking fingers, toes, then slowly use a mangled rusty spike with half sharp extentions to plunge into your stomech, and pulls your guts out, after Iv removed all doubt, that I'll slit your balls out...Fuck without those...You fucking sickening Faggot...I feel no remorse for you. No guilt for the Pain you suffer through.


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Something fucking made me sick to my stomech, and I had to share with you how this type of Evil makes me feel....(Dare to touch Children.) I'll cut your tongue out.

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by SuperBob (8-10-2004 - 01:07 AM)
wow....your plan to kill him is incredible...me likes greatly!!

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