BMK

Your black soul spiked it’s way into my life. Your heartless glance filled my thoughts with flee. You’re the devil in disguise,not one for play time just here to have your feast. A sick demented heart is what you would have,instead there’s just a colossal gaping hole. It’s darker than a pit,more vile than a genocide. Luckily the damned crave the life they cannot lead. The weakest of weak, mutaneers of their own deceit. Sleep well you heartless whore, revenge is best served an icy cold. And I’m already dead,so two graves are already dug. Sleep sweet you silly slut, worthless bitch you slimy mutt. 

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