Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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If I Had the Power to Kill

If I Had the Power to Kill

A Poem by Airila

Now the things I'd do to you to take that waste of a life you possess
If only I had the power to kill
But in my perfect world,
This is what I'd do to you

(song in head : Kisses and Kerosene by Ot3p)

First I'd knock you out with chloroform
By the time you wake up you'll be completely bound to a chair
Duct tape and handcuffs and such and which
You're watching me sharpen my knives in fear and anticipation

I look back at you with a menacing grin on my face
I can smell the aroma of your fear
As it should be
Because you reek of it...the fear

I'm gonna untie you momentarily
But not to free you
To place your body on the surgical table behind you
Dr. Amanda is in the building

First I'm gonna burn your limbs with my trusty lighter
I bet you'd love that
I'm all for pleasing you my dear
Because you've been my prey for so long

Then I'm gonna peel off the charred flesh off you...slowly
The pain is unbearable is it not?
Yes, you deserve to be in pain
Because you've done nothing but cause pain for everyone

Now to the dismemberment. Oh goody
Rusty knife ready for your joints
Right arm first, then left
Left leg first, then right

Oh and I'm gonna need your eyes, ears and tongue
Your eyes so I never have to look into them
Your ears so you can't hear yourself scream
And your tongue so you can't speak your lies anymore

I think its time for you to see your heart
Oh right, either way you can't see your heart. I have your eyes
So I'm slitting your throat slowly
Watching the blood squirt out..

Need my gloves and mask
Who knows what diseases you possess ?
So moving right along
I have here...your cold heart

But what of the other parts inside you?
Somehow I'd be a wonderful organ donor still
If you weren't such an idiot
But oh well, that's one good thing you've done in your afterlife

Goodbye my retarded friend...
You've done nothing good
But be a donor
Haha.

© 2009 Airila


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How so darling? :-D

Posted 15 Years Ago


My first thought? --- you must know my ex. : )

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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