Double Homicide; Suicide; Birth

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Double Homicide; Suicide; Birth

I; Killed them out of necessity.
I; Used slow methods of calculated savagery.
I; Tore them apart from the inside out.
I; Made sure no one would hear them shout.
It started slowly the soft kiss from a spouse.
Then spread quick, the invasion of the louse.
A small spark was ignited deep down inside.
Creating a feeling I knew I couldn't hide.
It manifested itself much quicker then you think.
A slow method, cyanide in the drink.
All their voracious and abundant crimes,
You'd still be listing after they did their time.
Instead I alone claim them as full bounty.
Rehabilitating them, new tools for the dying county.
It's stunning to see how long they survived.
The tortures endured too obscene to describe.
Deprived of water, of food and of sleep.
I'm amazed at how long their consciousness did keep.
I; Destroyed their time.
I; Controlled their minds.
I; Made them weak.
I; Brought them to their peak.


Killed; I took away all that they know.
Killed; Dissolved them into unity and flow.
Killed; I watched them shrivel up and die.
Killed; Laughed as a tear fell from my eye.
I enjoyed watching them melt...
Well it was more like watching them, watch themselves melt...
Skinned and raw, their eyes wide and bright.
I was watching the stars taking over the night.
It was right before their swollen bodies went numb
That I dragged them downstairs, flicking the light with my thumb.
"This must be a movie, are we filming a scene?"
A soft voice cried disappearing into a dream.
On went the circuit revealing the bright steel.
Stainless of course, and YES this is real...
Securing them well by ankle, wrist and neck.
I circled them slow becoming a hungry and excited insect.
Stripping them bare of dirty and familiar clothes.
I left them in their skin, which they never took the time to know.
Killed; I couldn't wait to strip them once more.
Killed; Flooded with a blood lust I could no longer ignore.
Killed; I licked my lips then dug in quick.
Killed; Removing thick layers and learning new tricks.


Myself; No, NO, NO! This can't be right!
Myself; They were here with me just the other night.
Myself; I would do it again with a smile in my eyes.
Myself; Two on one?! They would have killed me otherwise!
Slowly I stripped them of their dark and unknown skin.
I made them study it, longing for the end to begin.
It never came of course, of this I made sure.
New paths must be walked since I opened up that door.
For me a new skin, they made from the memory of their own.
To wear it though, I must remove my bloodied throne.
Revealing my dark skin which I had studied with glee.
Watching it melt was quite the sight to see...
Fitting perfectly into their new creation.
I tested out my enhanced powers of manifestation.
Still reflecting in the blood soaked ground.
I fused them together without making a sound...
It was beautiful how their memories faded.
A bright flash leaving nothing to be jaded.
Myself; Without their split interest I quickly progressed
Myself; Moving so quickly my memory regressed.
Myself; Thoroughly enjoying their silent dissipation.
Myself; I began soaking my pride in total elation.


Again; To me they couldn't lie
Again; To them I dare not try.
Again; My angel and demon, they tried to hide.
Again; Into my trap they ran and died.
Joined as one, my Angel and Demon ran away scared.
If only they flew how much better they would have fared.
Self-reflection as action, gave me a head start.
Unmolded my technique so I could create new art.
Sharpened my weapons and changed my skill.
Replacing the sloth with lust for the kill.
I unfold the plan I had begun to enact.
Snatching the unified duality and keeping it intact.
Arms, legs and wings broken left utterly useless.
My shifted mental no longer their solemn fortress.
Leaving them alone, knowing soon that they'll die.
I returned near the end, On me they now rely.
If I didn't kill them first they surely would've come for me.
The hidden tax on the high price I chose to be free...
Again; Over but no time to relax
Again; The blood lust is back like an acid relapse.
Again; Aim set higher not modest anymore
Again; No looking back as I lock the cellar door.

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