He was murdered¤
By freak
He was murdered… I saw his brain in the street He took my hand and I felt sick, he was playing with His eyes and I saw a doll killing his soul… Where are his eyes now? Did you eat his eyes? Well… are you trying to kill me little doll? Ok lets see… Why you don’t cut my hands and hit your head with it? No, don’t laugh… I know you are scared now and my body Is raw…. So… wanna laugh? What if I cut your arms and you see the pink blood in the floor? Like it? Its so funny! You should laugh! Why did you leave this scars on my face? I hate you… and I wish you could be dead So.. he was murdered he just wanted a fuckin whore and he saw a doll It was you… and he ate your skin without breath! Written January 27th, 2002 © on Jan 27 2002 12:47 PM PST 0 • 13
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"He was murdered… I saw his brain in the street..."