Fantasy

Thu, 06/05/2014 - 11:15 -- Lopez97

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I became extremely annoyed

my mind swirled with violent thoughts 

of things that I could do 

to YOU 

the torture that would give me pleasure

I want to yank your eyeballs out of your head

and feed them to the starving dogs

I need to pop your head out 

like I used to do with dolls 

this desire that runs around my mind 

I will never stop 

until it is achieved 

 

 

 

 

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