Murder is a Bliss

Sat, 10/18/2014 - 01:31 -- ecimase


That sweetest thing,

Just called murder

So misunderstood

From what I see

After the first time

The first is hardest

It becomes easier

Many enjoy the rush

As they spill blood

Of innocent people

And grow ever more

Tainted with each

Horrific murder

Time passes,

And they grow

Ever more sadistic

The ecstasy,

The overwhelming,

Undeniable truth

That we desire

Murder and death

All of this is

Because of the fact

Murder is a bliss



You are quite strange but I think in the best way possible 

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