StabA Poem by Bluebird91When you can't stop.
His body is like a pitcher.
His blood pours like water. My eyes focus on only crimson. Watching him die is so mesmerizing. I can't stop it. I won't stop it. I need it to go on. So I continued to stab. © 2016 Bluebird91Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 15, 2016 Last Updated on August 15, 2016 Tags: #kill #mesmerize #blood AuthorBluebird91LAAboutI have a strong passion for disturbing horror! If you don't like it then don't bother me because my stories are extremely disturbing. Other than that I'm a easy going person that love to read, write, .. more..Writing
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