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Wednesday, March 10, 2004


"Answer Me With the Scilence of Death!"


I put my hands around your neck and press my thumbs in slightly,
You gag and gasp,
Begging and pleading,
wanting your life
You want your life?
What worth living for in this world?
So you can be more a pig?
So you can be rude and obnoxious?
I tighten my grip,
most likely not letting go until your dead
I feel the warmth slowly drain from your body
Your struggling dying down,
yet your futile requests for mercy keep pestering my concentration on what you ask?
Concentration of making my thumbs go in deeper
Deep in to your jugular
Soon I'll feel your spine!
I'll show you no mercy
The tears drip down your face as you let out your last gasp
Your kicking has stopped
The pulse ceases to exist
I drop your corpse to the floor
It stays limp and lifeless
How degrading your soul must feel
but the real question
Do you have a soul?
Did you sell it to a monster?
Is that how you became the hideous creature you were a day ago?
yet when you were in danger
You had the helpless look of a wolf in sheep's wool
You howled and squealed like it meant something in the struggle
So tell me swine
how dose it feel to feel the chilling kiss of the dead?



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