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Sudden murder
On midnights streets of fame,
Has made quite
The ruckus,
On Murder Lane.
Blood is spilt-
As two marks on
His pale slender neck,
It reveals his
Accursed death.
Off far away in an ally lane,
A young lady stumbles all the way,
As her knees,
Slowly give way--
Snarling, swearing
Hissing and muttering
She gags for air,
Desperately seeking.
Long black hair,
As black as a raven’s wing-
Hidden under those bangs,
Dull gray eyes scream-
Small full lips,
Painted a bloody red-
She whimpers, and murmurs
Small prayers to the dead-
Lovely pale skin,
Seemingly glowing-
A simple yet slimming
Tattered black dress,
Dotted in blood-
She gave off the impression-
As if she was indeed,
The lovely Angel of Death.
Drops of blood
Escaped her lips-
As they descended from
The fangs,
Hidden within.
Lovely, Lovely
Lady Murderer,
You had feasted,
So easily upon his
Lovely blood.
You have killed
Master Murderer,
And now you pay the price.
In the darkened, dampened dirty
Ally way, you shall die
In vain-
Let it be painful
At his will,
Let it be dangerous
At his will,
Let you be in despair
When you die,
At his will-
She whimpered for assistance,
And a sudden pang of pain
Drove through inside,
As she felt him laugh,
By her side-
Lovely, Lovely
Lady Murderer,
You have killed
Master Murderer,
Now you shall die,
In vain-
I watched on from above,
Slowly amused at the torment
From her now dead lover-
It was all so much fun,
Watching her kill him,
And now he kills her.
But as soon as they left,
Her slender body going limp,
I felt bored, annoyed,
And yearned to see the bloodshed once more.
Sure, sure,
I suppose one could say
I am such a sadist.
A sadist, the one who
Enjoys the sight of pain-
One who enjoys
Inflicting pain upon another,
Physically or mentally-
It’s just such fun
To see them,
Die.
The light slowly leaving their eyes-
The slowing beat of their heart-
The stillness of their body-
It’s all so tasty and
Ever so amusing.
Now off I go,
To create another
Lovely Lady Murderer
And another
Murderous Master Murderer.
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