~Created&stolen from my friend GrimzeeOni {Edited just a bit}~
Torturing isn't it...?
That beautiful sound of breaking bones and ripping skin. The sound of blood rushing within... Look at their faces full of fear as tears rush to the floor, "put you hand upon the knife" the creeping thought came out. Do you hear its silent plea to be drug across the skin? To cut a beautiful line? Maybe just a gash? Please? But promise not to scream or the others will hear you. Then you will be coughs and loose it all... The ripping of the skin!! The breaking of the bones!! Yes!! I hear myself whisper as I see the fear in their faces, mean while my own face starts to creep up with a grin. As the tears lay on the floor and the blood rushing out, you can feel the torture you gave. Hear it all in you mind, the screaming for more. Blood blood fills your eyes as your begging begging for more. But you stop.? No more torturing.? Where did you go.?? The lust for gore has faded now but only for now. Soon, oh soon it shall and will be back. And stranger than before With the sound of breaking bones and tearing skin. Will you ever forget, the beast that lay behind you eyes.? Begging you to let it out. Soon you will snap again and you inner beast will jump out, the gore, the gore don't you see its suck a beautiful thing.
I love the sound.
I love the site.
I love it all don't you see, soon, oh so soon, you will see what's hiding deep inside. the sweet smiling me. just one last thing do you, do you notice the twitching as it gets worse, I'll be back soon...!!!
~Grins~
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