I look in the mirror
an evil smile on my face
my mind full of evil thoughts
and my heart full of hate
Blood splattered on the walls
and painted on the floor
disassembled body parts
become my room decor
I love to hear them scream
as I cut through bone and skin
as blood flows and bones break
disfiguring their body, limb by limb
I smile at my work with pride
licking the blood off the knife
I did them all a favor
I freed them of this thing called life
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LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
