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Closed Casket Requiem |
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Dear diary,

Tonight will be our last.
My handsare itching for razors.
My angel, this knife shall carvethee wings.

Consumed by sickness, I ache to see yourblood.
The hour approaches, when I shall lay a nest insideof you.

Sliced open I lay waste to my desires.Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile.

And in mydreams I hold your head beneath the waves.
Afteryou&'ve died I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck
Youenter me in death&'s perpetual embrace.
My skintightens in the throes of lust.

And in my dreams Icut your mouth from ear to ear.
Dissecting your angelicbody in the quiet of your room.
How splendidly I carveinto your tender heart.
I&'m shuddering between thesheets.

For weeks I&'ve watched you. Perched &'bove your sleeping form.
As I caress yourperfection.
My angel, I&'ll tear your insides out.
My mind is flooding with the marrow of your bones.I cannot subside &'til I have suckled every inch ofyou.

Your features, now glazed in your own blood. My fingers find home amongst your guts.

And in mydreams I hold your head beneath the waves.
Afteryou&'ve died I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck.You enter me in death&'s perpetual embrace
My skintightens in the throes of lust.

And in my dreams Icut your mouth from ear to ear
Dissecting your angelic bodyin the quiet of your room.
How splendidly I carve into yourtender heart.
I&'m shuddering between the sheets.
Whisper your name as you awaken.
Your throat gaspsyour skin recoils.
We shall be intertwined entangled in ourlove
Murder beckons as time stops for your voice
"I&'ll love you forever."
And forever it shall be.The knives begin singing.
Weeping for your flesh.
The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of mymind.
The rampant state of elation heightened by thepaleness of your cries.
With a promise of absolution, mythoughts are tangled in my creations.
With a promise ofunequaled pleasure, reason is twisting. The knives arecrooning.

For this perfect end.

For weeksI&'ve watched you perched &'bove your sleeping form.As I caress your perfection.
My angel, I&'ll tearyour insides out.

My mind is flooding with the marrowof your bones.
I cannot subside, &'til I have suckledevery inch of you.

I feel the fibers stretch andtear.
Unbridled climax is achieved.
I have waited solong for this moment.
The euphoric act of suicide.

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