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Took Her Out


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Eight fingers fully engaged,
Squeezed her neck.

Two Thumbs,
Pressed down on her lungs.

Her soiled soul.
Finished and breached.

I love all I touch.
But this bitch,
not so much.

Kill, gore, stance.
All a trance. Wicked witch,
Your time is near.

Eyes so dead and deader yet,
your soul does not exist.
Your death, worlds sweet kiss.
Letemdangle
Uploaded 04/21/2011
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