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Poopsicles **The ravings of a madman**

Anything that comes to my head.



??? She's constantly on my mind, like a recurring nightmare.My skin pale from bloodloss gets goosebumps when I think about her.Those lips the color of deep lust,those eyes as blue as the ocean,The scream she made when I drove the knife deep into her throat was so satisfying.I remember watching the blood flow down like a crimson river,kissing her dead lips as I was drenched in her life fluid, a voice in my head saying I'm sick, that I need help. I know now thats not true, I mean I love her and so what if she's dead?