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Your struggling just brings me stress

Hands grasping your exposed breasts

Lacerations to the chest

Strangling out your every breath

A hacksaw for disposal space

The twitching of your bloody face

Limbs come loose as I saw through

A torso all that's left of you

Sacks of flesh with vag and tits

Nothing I want to do with

But mutilate torment and kill

Misogynistic carnage thrills