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Jan 2020
Butchers Confession
******. ******. Little. Drop.
Ripping. Tearing. Never. Stop.
Losing control poisoned me.
But in your torment, I was free.
Butchers slab, hard and cold.
Another victim, never old.
******. ******. Little. Drop.
Drinking glass, filling up.
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#fiction
#crime
#torture
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