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The source of pleasure that I receive from thoughts of your mother crying when she sees what I have done to you
Her twisted face in disbelief is my retribution for this is what you've brought me to
I make no effort to disguise, you look directly in my eyes and see, like yours, my love has died
I remove the lead pipe from your neck, you slap a weak hand to the wound and try in vain to hold the blood inside
I don't think I'll feel guilty
You were just a whore
An infection in my body
A lesion to this world
You claim that you have suffered
I'll show you what suffering is
And make you understand
My words you did not heed
This state I have achieved
Has given me such power
There is no other way
For when you walked away
You walked away dead
The terror does not fade
As you slip away
You looked so good in red
...You looked so good dead
I find it tragic, your lives are pathetic
Just like your selfish indulgences
You have denied me, you have defied me
I need closure
I am that last thing that you will ever
See before dying
No one has seen you
No one can hear you
No one cares
I don't think I'll feel guilty
You were just a whore
An infection in my body
A lesion to this world
You may have left, but I left you for dead
Dead and butchered worthless whore
You may have left, but I left you for dead
In the woods of 104