Tonight is the night you shall die
Your perfect world has gone awry
Scream all you want, its a useless try
Your world will end, after the blink of an eye.
It can go slow or it can go fast
Either way im having a blast
If you were to live, i will haunt your past
But i don't think the pain will last.
So there you sit, strapped to my chair
With a grab and a tug, I rip out your hair
I know your thinking that this isn't fair
You may fight back, only if you dare.
I'm guessing now that you ache
But there are so many more bones for me to break
But I'll end your torment for Christ's sake
As i throw you in the oven and watch you bake.
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My Poems
My poems or short stories, will be different than any other. Maybe more horror, I don't know, what do you think? Comment. Don't Steal. Don't Copy.
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