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Her Beauty Captivates
- I recall it after all
- Visions fresh inside my mind,
- Like photos you don't throw away
- Or something you have yet to find
- Almost untouchable
- As she controlled her life with ease
- I fail to see the direction
- Her life had gone had I not intervened
- I first laid eyes on her at the mall,
- Like that's where I would go to ball,
- And she came in giraffe like, heaven sent
- Like zoo was full so here she went
- Delicious booty, Double D's
- That hair so thick
- Like Redwood trees
- Yes please! I need!
- Two years go by,
- I have to try
- Speaking to her
- I think I see
- An option now
- Need a "Hello!"
- I just couldn't get the courage
- I wanted to take it slow
- She continued to stride
- Through her beautiful life
- And I watched her grow into
- A beautiful soul
- I hatched a plan in time
- To make her mine
- "You forget I know something you see
- This is the voice inside of thee
- You failed before and now it's war,
- It's time you killed that little whore!"
- This is my deepest struggle, fighting for more
- Control of my mind,
- This voice I abhor,
- "Make your move and slit her fucking throat,
- Like sacrificial Billy goat!
- She still bleeds red, she'll feel,
- I've said this before, you can't shut the door!
- Make her dead, submit your will!"
- This fucking shit again, I can't believe I let him in,
- He haggles me with every sin,
- Consistent in his wicked blend
- Of ego talk pulled from the depths
- Combined with what's inside my chest
- "I know you want control this time,
- But I can't let you steer my mind
- To places best left in the dark,
- Like bench at night in children's park"
- "You're a fool, I've already won!
- Just go grab that fucking gun
- And blow her brains out
- Rain, no sun!
- Bathe in her gore so I can pour
- Another glass in her favor."
- I'm standing here, my hands are red
- Abandoned fear, my plans at best
- This crowbar bloodied, steel contorts
- I can't imagine the news reports
- To process this, I can't afford
- On a bright note, I will sleep tight tonight
- My king size, no bed bugs bite
- Her corpse will keep me warm suffice
- Until morning so I can feast
- On all the bits I do not need
- Into the ground, now earthworms feed
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