• ok before you read this you should know this isent really a poem or lyrics but this seems to be the best place to put this ^^

    I'm going to share with you what i'm currently thinking...

    I think about my fantasies. Theses fantasies of murder. When i think about these things is gives me an almost undescrable sensation its an almost orgasminc feeling a feeling of pure pleasure. I think about how much i would love to put my hands around somebodys neck and just squeeze until they stop moving. Till I can no longer feel there heartbeat, The joy it would bring me to see them unmoving and with out breath and yet at the same time i want them to know my affection.
    I want to feel there skin on mine and i want them to feel my lips on theres. I want them to know my undieing love...and I want them to know my passionate hate for them