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"The parts of you i would like to kill (completed)" by serotonin lost

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I'd start with your eyes. for there the first part i noticed
innocent though wise the deepest dimond blue
the only reason i looked twice.
those fires started this struggle.
they deserve to be the first to lose.

*a red hot razored edge dragged slowly left to right across your pupils.*

next I'd move to your toungue, what silken plesures were promised
from it's frosted tip, words flowed like lava across the baren waiste of my heart
this was the barb that meant i couldn't leave.
this morbid little piece of flesh.
destroyed what strength i had to resit.

*small pins of salt piercing through like the broken shards of me, i would take pleasure in biting your toungue out.*

next those crimson pillows you call your lips.
every gentle touch from these pillars was a poison in my heart
i would kill to forget the flavor.
these still plague my memory.
memories can be murder

*gentle pull of pliars crushing these red blossoms to a darker purple, i'll lick the blood from the splitting skin*

Now your hands, such torture given deserves no less in return.
your once enchanting touch of nails down my spine reminds me now no more then a wild savage attack
these fingers touched my soul.
those nails broke my skin.
such beauty deserves to die.

*breaking every finger i will put out my cigarettes on the tips, pull off the fingernails and remove all the skin from your palm.*

next the parts of you showed only in sheets while the lights were down.
such pleasurable company now the thoughts of such make me sick to my stomach
the parts you said were mine forever.
now known to be shared amoung the masses.
Fuck you for ever Fucking me

*smash my fist's into your breast until you lactate blood and your ribs are dust. one final fuck by a piece of broken wood dipped in ethanol letting the splinters fuck your seed.*

Finally your heart.

i would leave this alone. for the pain of living with your self must be far greater then any i can create.

may you live forever.



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On Friday April 18th, 2008, An Expired Member (30) writes:
so much anger into it. very encouraging hehehehehehehehe


On Tuesday March 18th, 2008, LostInDespair (199) writes:
By no means a diss to your work but this shit made me laugh.. sorry I'm a Cannibal Corpse fan. Seriously though suprisingly well versed for gore poetry. ~L


On Wednesday March 19th, 2008, serotonin lost (219) writes:
no offence taken, it would be amusing to watch this in cartoon.


On Thursday March 6th, 2008, Dysphoria (169) writes:
holy shit... anger much?? I liked it though..


On Thursday March 6th, 2008, tangeled (526) writes:
brutal. kinda makes me want meatloaf... very nice write. ~ta


On Thursday March 6th, 2008, Geisha (754) writes:
*blinkblink*


On Thursday March 6th, 2008, serotonin lost (219) writes:
i was actually in a good mood while writting this... *hugs little sis*


On Friday March 7th, 2008, Geisha (754) writes:
*giggles and hugs back* I'm glad



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