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I feel it coming a mile away

An empty feeling in every day

The need to rip and cut and slice

Dead bitches my only vice

A swift punch incapacitates

Survey the scene & masturbate

A strong urge, the thrill of harm

my safe space, my utter calm

The smell and the mess

The hair and the dress

All stained deep red

All guilt and shame has fled

Buried deep out there

Guess Life wasn’t fair

All her hopes and dreams

Gone in blood and screams

Dried up

Cut up

Strung up

Fucked up

the Assssssssss

Her last breath

Her last gasp

Her last breath

Her last gasp

Her last breath

Her last gasp

Chocking on maggots