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Oct 2013
when i **** somebody
i lose a part of me
and that is what i want
to some people that might seem strange
and reading this
i might seem like a sociopath
and i probably am
but  i felt i just had to explain
not really to you
but to me
because i need it
just to keep myself sane
,if a sociopath truly can  be sane,
so here i go explaining this to you as you are tied to this  chair
the best way i can explain is i see and know everything
well not everything
but too much
way too much
and as i see these things i feel them
i feel it all
all their lies
pains
insecurities
i guess i would call myself the ultimate empathiser
and because i see and feel all of these things
i have to loose them
and the only thing that works
is to steal a life
and let it haunt me
and attack me
and steal parts of me
and that makes me survive
so this is why you are about to die
why i am about to **** you
this refers to me in a certain way but im not a murderer so calm down
Ariel Taverner
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Ariel Taverner  South Africa pretoria
(South Africa pretoria)   
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