And I am sitting at a table.
I have an alive cat in front of me.
I stab it with my knife without any emotions on my face.
It screams and it bites me.
I want it to die
I want it to die now.
I never ate
I want to eat it.
And I stab it again and again
The knife goes nicely trough its fur
And meat and bones.
It goes trough its heart,making mass of blood.
I stab it again.
And again.
Without any remorse.
Die.
Die.
Die.
No one wants you alive
Die
Die
Die
I am hungry,i want to eat you
Die
Die
Die
You ve scratched me enough
Die
Die
Die
You ve done enough.
I cut its neck hoping and praying it would die
But its still alive
Leaving blood on my beautiful tablecloth.
I now curse it and put hexes on it.
Die cat,die
And it works,but the thing is
The cat bites me back.
The cat always ate my food
The cat always bit my neck
The cat always ripped my presents.
The cat took my birthday and now had 2
The cat didn t let me sleep
The demon took the thing I love the most
And it uses it to torture me.
The demon took my cat.
