written 2004.06.28
uploaded 2004.06.29

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Wrote this half an hour from midnight last night, right after watching
"Bourne Identity" for the second time. (Having fallen asleep the last time
we borrowed it, my mother decided to watch it again because she wants to
watch the second one coming soon to a theatre near you. ...*twitch*)

I felt the urge to just grab at something and sink my (long, having been
uncut for some time,) fingernails into someone's flesh. *sweatdrop* I know
that sounds pretty bad, but...Meh, I can't find a "good" way to justify
my...er, violence. -_-U *shrugs* I guess it's just the sadist in my [I
wish] masochistic self. *nods confidently*

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"The Sadist Dream"
by Damascus Ochre

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Sometimes I just have this urge
this urge to grab a hold of someone's throat
and dig in with too-long fingernails
too-long claws
tear at the flesh
deep
down
into the skin
dark blood flowing over my fingertips
as my eyes go wide
hatred
fear
horror stories screaming through my brain
clutching, clawing
refusing to let go
until I hit air
purity
sinless
whole.

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NOTE: Pronounce it "sa-dihst" rather than "say-dihst," and you've got
yourself a play on words. And another meaning to the poem. *nods* XD