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» Poem: Reasons
Reasons
written by Genocide Reaper
05:50 AM 8/11/04
I love to be feared. I love to see tears, I can help. But watch you cry. I need to make my perfect reason clear. I need to see blood before my eyes, I need to severe these little pathetic ties that trace me back to the christians of the past. I hate it, I hate it. *Slit.* Free at last. I'm planning to find a nice shallow hole, a Nice slick spot to sink for the night. My Interest bring me to my design. Cold, brutal, raged, hated, hateful. Suave.. I decay. I pass away. I live forever, in the eternal dead of night. I can make all of the ones who fear me lose sight. Chains, Blades, punches, kicks, slaps, Razors, blood, sweat tears, cum, all the more reason for you to be here. Pain, savage raping, brutal virginity taking, sodomized lust. All the more reason for you to be near. Come closer, let me show you. I need to feel you. You need to feel me. And now, as I sit back and watch the Light fade, we can slip, into the shade, as I sink my fangs, blades, and rod into you.


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» Comments / Feedback
by SuperBob (8-11-2004 - 05:55 AM)
very well done...as per usual...me likes the ending...*drools*

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