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Young Neckrotik Aug 2016
How do you exist in such a world where you're called a monster, budding serial killer, anything to resist the thought to **** while i close my eyes and when i open them everyone is dead, only silence then the reality breaks and that high of one day a bad idea i do it again, chopping and cutting hearing the screams its making me want it more and more, the system is protecting themselves thats why they shouldn't have let me out, the imagine of torture always crosses my mind, how should i do it, break every finger, one by one, cut your tongue off every inch till you say bye, cut you open and find your heart just to show you, squeeze it after every second it beats, it won't defeat the purpose that you're still living then eat it so we are one, to bad that i hate, the whole human race is a disgrace, stay where you are, you know i'm to dangerous now that people want me dead, empty threats, they scare and try to infect the people that judge, you're in fear stop the tears i'll strangle you with barbwire just to get off and the blood sprays, listen to these words as the world will never know someone in despair.
Thoughts...
Young Neckrotik Aug 2016
If one chooses to resist a false reality,
Then why is this mentality so (echo) dark... there's somthing that exists in this dark abyss that i can't tell if it's man or being just a sick impulsive getting ready to ****, the things people see laugh, cry, feel... they realize they will be hurt if they can't see the one preying on you, open your eyes before they take them there's no saving someone who's obligated to destroy, release damnation over the world and in the shadows they will find nothing remaining.
My mind filled with darkness
Young Neckrotik Aug 2016
Break the water in front of you,
Release who's been true all along,
But you will never see it through my eyes break away from the existance for instance exist in the darkness where you can't declare come repair this mental illness be sincere that i would cut and break the bone to see if you're still breathing, im bleeding with this fasination to deprave the people to see death, why does earth think i'm crazy, they could never know because they don't know ****, keep it that way to my grave, the angel of death creeps, creeps within my evil soul, look i lost control, they can't feel the dark aura about to rip them with scalpels make them bleed till there's a pool, stop being such a tool, your a ***** with actually taste, leave this filthy vile world with no trace l, deface you so we can declare your dead, fade away while the light fades from your eyes.
Think about it...

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