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Feb 2011
Graceful dying
Graceful pain
Bleeding, begging, going insane
Happy hands move too fast
Angry beating will not last

Killing them to stay alive
Ripping out the cold blue eyes
Tearing into broken flesh
Still-beating heart held like a prize

Yellow teeth break through the skin
He savours the taste of his victim
While he licks at pools of blood
The Devil smiles at his sin

Crying for peace
Crying for rest
He looks upon them with detest
He glares and spits, and whispers "no"
And brings down the axe for the ending blow

He's the demon of your dreams
The monster in your fears
The one who smiles when you cry
And drinks up all your tears

He's that feeling on your neck at night
The eyes that watch you rest
And he's the last thing you'll ever see
While stabbing at your chest
Molly Grace
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