The Art of Mutilation

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The Art of Mutilation

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The Art of Mutilation The Art of Mutilation

Poem by: Tyrone Slade

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Genre: Horror

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Define insanity. I wrote this after I read a book on serial killers. I found that most people want nothing to do with people like this, and i want the reader to have a idea of the illness and desire one feels who take thier anger and passion to the level most won't. i try to get the reader to understand these types of people, instead of shunning them.

Summary

Define insanity. I wrote this after I read a book on serial killers. I found that most people want nothing to do with people like this, and i want the reader to have a idea of the illness and desire one feels who take thier anger and passion to the level most won't. i try to get the reader to understand these types of people, instead of shunning them.

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Submitted: November 26, 2006

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Submitted: November 26, 2006

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I'll skin you alive with a rusty butter knife.

Then roll you in salt and honey

And hang you by a bee hive

While you're wearing nothing

but panties and knee highs.

Then cut off your legs

One inch at a time

Then burn every inch of your thighs.

I'll Blow salt in your eyes.

I'll feed you glass and metal.

Burn your whole body

With hot water from a kettle.

I'll crush your bones

Turn your muscles to jelly.

disembowel you with a dull gardening tool

Then sow a hungry rat inside your belly.

I'll cut off your hands

And place them in a cooler.

Then hide you in a cage

And place you in the sewer

Feeding you your feces

reformed in a cubic.

I'll coat your body

With wax from a candle

And cut off your head

And place it on my mantle.

I'm an animal

With homicidal intentions,

Did I mention,

I have to masturbate,

Every time I see

Someone who needs medical attention?

A deranged henchman.

A veteran in the art of mutilation.

I feel like I have to rush,

But I can wait,

I have patience...

Are you sickened yet?


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