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Jul 2010
Sickening thud as your face hits the dirt
You scream in terror as I claw at your back
I start ripping and tearing
Your screams fill the night air
I open you up and pull out your insides
Watching your eyes pour out of your skull
I find the shovel near your head and begin to dig
This trench in which you shall now lay
Shall forever be your final resting place
No body shall be left to find once I am done with you
Beg for mercy
But never get out
Your soul shall be forever trapped in your ****** dark hole
This was my first death centered kinda thing I ever wrote for leisure. I just sorta wrote like always. This time I got only the first line in my head before I started to write it all so all of it was written (besides the first line) at once.
Written by
Aaron P
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