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I write poetry in order to expel the emotions from me. Or just to record them. In this case, I'm trying to get rid of all this depression...

I Want You Tortured

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by The_Fang

by The_Fang

I want your tongue cut off,

Your eyes plucked out,

Your agonizing screams to shout,

Your hair ripped out,

Your limbs shred through,

The shredder full of pain times two.

I want to stick a jagged dagger

In your pelvis,

Brain and liver,

Your heart shall bleed out shrieks and screams,

Your bones crack through and make white steam.

I want to stick spikes in your spine,

Burn the metal

With terpentine,

And as it races through your veins,

Your blood burns black

And leaves you stains.

I want to hear your agonized yells,

As you scream for help,

As your arteries swell.

I want your screams to curdle my blood,

To send chills down my back,

To make me smile through your mud.