The Mind of the Killer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem I wrote in a couple of minutes, inside my disturbed mind, creating a leather mask out of sinners flesh.

Submitted: January 22, 2012

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Submitted: January 22, 2012

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I could kill you, it’s the feeling so sweet and thrilling the feeling of killing.
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It a shiver, a relief - an oppressive feeling of murderous dreams which I try to ease. The feeling is like a summerbreeze I can’t ease.
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I satisfied my need but still I can’t seem to feel pleased so I keep repeating my deeds of murderous dreams making them real.
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...I’ll show no remorse as I leave you’re corpse - rotting on a blood-stained floor, smiling like a madman before I go.
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I will do what I need to fulfill my need, in my mind that would be a blood splattering dehumanizing masterpiece - that’s atleast what I see.
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I love when you attempt to scream and flee, that’s the exact way I want you to be when I chainsaw your flesh into [ uncooked meat ].
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It’s so bittersweet - how I conduct all my savage killings of submissive human beings.
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I’m the one carrying out all these unpleasant deeds, we walk the same street - if that gives you any feeling of relief.
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I only think violently, I like to stab your niece her legs seem so tender and full of blood stream. I’d love to carve of a piece but I already eased my need of mischief.
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Happy trails as I leave you be until another day when I need relief.
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