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Author: xxCyxx
Fiction Rated: M - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-03-05 - Updated: 07-03-05 - Complete - id:1954697

I’m glad we’re friends

Hold still, this won’t hurt, I’m only gonna slice you up
Stop squirming, my friend, it’s only a razor, be still

We’ll be friends forever

Look at this, so pretty red, it runs over my hands
I’ll paint your face, make you pretty, be still

I’ve got your back

I’m sorry the knife isn’t sharp, it’ll be ok, hush
Slice and dice, one lung gone, don’t worry, be still

You’re my sister

I’ll tie this here and this there, shush now, stop crying
Where is my saw, your skull needs to come off, be still

I adore you

Look, so pink and wriggly, like a worm, fry it up
Isn’t it tasty, stop choking, be a big girl, be still

I’ll never betray you

Snap, crackle, pop, look how easy your fingers break
Your shoulders dislocate, are, is that a fracture, be still

We’re two of a kind

Why are you screaming, I’m only dripping acid on you
Let me spoon out your eyes, so pretty and blue, be still

You mean the world to me

Tears won’t do you any good, aren’t these razor designs pretty
Do your wounds hurt, I'm sorry that I no longer care, be still

I love you

Do you like my gun, I’m going to end your misery you fucking bitch
Be still.


I'd be more graphic, but they're probably gonna delete this as it is XD

Love Cy


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