Surrounded by Dead Little Girls

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It is one of my most gross and disturbing poems, so ONLY READ IT IF YOU ARE OVER 18 AND HAVE A STRONG STOMACH!!! It is very gross and morbid. It is about a necropedohile man, who has gone mad and recognizes that he is absolutely insane, but he lets his inner beast loose and doesn't care about what he has become.

All went

Silent

They lie

Don't cry

They are

So cold

Their life

Untold

All of them just lay around me

What matters is how cold is she

I've got their corpses to choose from

The least is she the more I turn on

They're going to call me monster

Desecrate their corpses fatser

Decomposed and left to rot

All your sins I have forgot

She is lifeless but she begs

For me to spread out her legs

They are only twelve years old

Their corpses worth more than gold

Stiff insides and ice cold skin

From this act, my eyes will spin

Blinded by the sound she makes

I feel it, my body shakes

All their insides are so smooth

Rub my thing to every tooth

I begin my purging spree

And your souls will be set free

They're dead

I'm wet

Pale face

Embrace

Lay with

Eyes closed

Throat slit

Exposed

They have deserved what they've got

They had served the final shot

Inside of their pretty head

Or in their womb, decide that

Homicide and redemption

I hunger for more action

My hand is inside her too

My puppet, I control you

Brunette, blonde, red, long and short

Dead little girls of all sort

Stare at me with glassy eyes

Being flown over by flies

The stench is unbearable

My excitement multiple

Sixteen-fold, to be exact

Their very soul I extract

Daybreak

They break

I then

Hug them

Their taste

Almost

My grace

So gross

On my hands I feel their spine

They neither flee nor do cry

They kiss so sweet I can't resist

To keeping her corpse I insist

Their lips so soft and so pink

Their eyes painted black with ink

Looking like almost a doll

My obsession takes its toll

Only for the sake of trying

I abuse them while they're lying

Pressing their body against mine

Holding them tight, while they shine

I can feel their cold, still heart

I see their missing soul-shard

Through her breasts, I smell the murder

Which will only take me further

My lust

Is just

Holstered

Monster

Hatred

Against

Myself

Strengthens

I had to taste them

And then disgrace them

Lick their skin, smell their hair

It's my game in my lair

Through their shaft, I slide in

Their body is so thin

My desire is fulfilled

In my art, I got so skilled

All of them my children now

I can feel their will somehow

In the dark I let them cry

From their blue eyes, I could fly

Blonde, red, brunette, as I said

They are all driving me mad

This is what I got as ration

I feel for them all, compassion

They're real

I feel

I stroke

Then poke

Without

Session

No doubt

Passion

What am I supposed to do

They're the ones I turn to

Towards them I show my feeling

I propose them while I'm kneeling

Yes, I want to marry their corpse

And I do that without remorse

I'm aroused because they're dead

I want them all in my bed

Feel them close and squeeze them tight

What I'm doing is not right

Her skin cold, she deserves soil

From her smell my blood will boil

Her eyes pale, I make her bend

To my groin I put her hand

Beautifully twitching, shaking

With her, love is what I'm making

No choice

Rejoice

My shot

I rot

So I'm

Reborn

With my

Soul torn

I love their smell, looks, touch, face

Human can't feel such big grace

Submitted: November 19, 2013

Horror love horror death insane twisted insanity dead morbid gross necrophilia abomination pedophile little girls pedophilia dying soul

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elizabethrose

This is quite disturbing and really sad but honestly what disturbs me the most is that you had a mind to write this. What was going through your head to write such things? I would like to know what inspired you to write such a morbid piece. I'm almost worried for your well-being. If this is meant to be like Edgar Allen Poe's writings then I must say, you did a good job in creating that eery mood. But if not, and your reasoning is invalid, then I would suggest you search for psychological help. But besides that, I think your point came across very well.

Tue, November 19th, 2013 6:33pm

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My reason was to write a poem which has something to say (or at least not just about gore), but disturbing as well, and not because I have some mental disease or something. I just wanted to write - as you said - a poem with an eery mood, that's all. So don't worry, I'm not a psycho in real life nor I am a pedo or something like the things in the poem. And also I'm happy about your opinion.

Tue, November 19th, 2013 10:53am

christopher curtis

this is fucking brilliant, its about time I read something genuinely disturbing on a poetry website. you have balls. you have carved a path for disturbing poetry and I will follow you. as long as you don't kill me and rape me.

Tue, November 19th, 2013 7:04pm

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Thank you! I really appreciate that you're someone who like these kind of poems! And yes, I didn't find anything disturbing, and I thought it wouldn't hurt to upload this.

Tue, November 19th, 2013 11:21am

elizabethrose

Well then by that means, you did and AMAZING job on doing so. Look out cause here come the next Edgar Allen Poe! ;D

Tue, November 19th, 2013 7:44pm

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Thank you! I appreciate it! :D

Tue, November 19th, 2013 11:48am

smircle

Well.. that's disturbing; but frickin' brilliant! I've never read something like this before; some gory and graphic writing, yeah, but this.. Your imagery was, well, horrific, but in a good way; well written, just not the nicest thing to be seeing :P You really captured the bleak, eerie, spine-chilling mood; I wanted to stop reading, but I couldn't. I also liked how you had some sentences broken up into one-lined words; really added to the dramatic and forceful effect. Excellent job with this, though quite demented :P

Tue, November 19th, 2013 9:54pm

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Thank you very much, I really appreciate that you liked it. And for the broken-up sentences, they sound better this way I think, I agree with you.

Wed, November 20th, 2013 5:35am

LivyLee

This is such a deep poem. I understand the way you write dark poetry though you do not necessarily feel like this is an acceptable thing to actually do because I often find myself writing dark poetry though I have no deep emotional turmoil myself. This is absolutely beautiful writing. Don't stop.

Wed, November 20th, 2013 3:12am

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Thank you, I didn't think people will rate it positively, but I'm happy that you see the meaning in my poem.

Wed, November 20th, 2013 5:38am

Harrison Eaton

A very bold move writing about stuff like this. But I have to say that it is written brilliantly. You've created for us a clear picture on what goes on in a very sick persons mind. Very good work.

Thu, November 21st, 2013 2:12am

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Thank you, this means a lot for me!

Thu, November 21st, 2013 7:03am

39strypes

Depth you've got, creativity lives in you and painting a perfect picture in the mind of your readers is what you are good at. Well done. Deep meaning, got me wondering why would someone wanna keep corpse around just to make love with then? Brilliant job. Well done.

Fri, November 22nd, 2013 3:14am

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Thanks a lot! That' exactly what I wanted to do, to show a horrid picture to the readers, and I think I managed to do it.

Thu, November 21st, 2013 11:36pm