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Author: T0rtur3d Arti5t
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-27-04 - Updated: 09-27-04 - id:1729968
My hands, somehow unhuman
So grotesque and animal
Drenched in another's blood
Drip, drip, drip
Dripping to the ground
Congealed on my fingernails
Crusting on my palms
Sticking between my fingers
I move my focus from my hands
To my victim
Eyes still vivid
With fingernail gashes on their face
Arms broken and pointed the opposite way
Three long slits on their neck
Clothes in tatters, stained in blood
Legs bound in chains with deep gashes up and down them
How did I do this?
How did I lose control?
How did I become so animal?
Drip
Drip
Drip


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