What would you do if I tried to kill you?
What would you do if I tried to hurt you?
What would you do if I tried to slit your throat,
took a shower in your blood,
that smelled of sugars and sweetners,
until I had enough.
Your skin is peeling
because i burned you
enough.
Your pain is my peace,
Your joy is my grief.
I never want this to end,
as I watch you try to defend,
yourself and stop me having my fun.
I'm trying to kill you,
but its not working,
I think I prefer torture
instead.
This is my game.
Lets play it again, shall we?
First I'll get my lawn mower,
make you lie on the grass,
with your golden hair spread all around you,
then drive over it,
until it all rips out.
You always wanted to be a red head,
well just think of this as the cheaper,
more effective way to do it.
You scream and stay still,
because if you move,
you'll lose,
and get raped by me and my goons.
This is my game.
Lets play it again, shall we?
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Enter My Wonderland
Poetry(Every one of these poems has a story behind them, whether if their from my life, or just a story) These poem's that you may or may not read, have no theme. Some hold my thoughts, my views on life, some are purely imagination. So please read away an...
