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Nov 2015
**** it, not again
She’s bleeding
She’s screaming
I can’t stop
 
It feels too good
Her insides are warm,
Wet from the
Blood
 
She screams again
Her horror sounds beautiful
Making it harder
To stop
 
Her fingernails dig
Into the flesh
On my
Back
 
Scratching
Scraping
Begging
Crying
 
I moved my hands
Around her neck
Squeezing
Suffocating
 
Her eyes becomes
Bloodshot
Her face becomes
Blue

I smile as the
Beautiful Horror
Mask the innocence
Of her face

I watched
Death
Over take her
Being

Death ripped through
The Silence
As I laughed looking down
On her

I've killed the one
I once loved
And I didn't even
Know her name

Beautiful Horror
Uplifted my veins
On to the next
Once again
Izzi
Written by
Izzi  27/F/California
(27/F/California)   
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