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Post by ravenskraft96 on Jan 6, 2016 16:28:47 GMT -5
The shop is open for business Come on in into my curious vault Of wonders and pain To find a place within the chambers Of bloody rain The screaming you hear are my victims Sweet dear The party just started there's no point of leaving Say here in grief because you will be weeping In my chambers of horror There's no need for petty sorrow Your fingers are mine because I cut them perfectly Even them with perfection Scream as much if you want I do this willingly. Locked away in my chamber door Nothingmore as I caress my whore The tools are my instruments My lovers of murderous encore This shop is my invitations just for you Come on in and let me torture you too Oh my My dear sweet tender you Your time is up I finish you As the curtains close The audience cheer for more
by Ravenskraft
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Post by twistedangel on Jan 8, 2016 2:24:38 GMT -5
Love the idea of this, not sure I liked the rhyming in places, an probly cos am twisted I'd like to see this going deeper an darker lol. At the moment it kinda dances round the edges Left me wanting more..but maybe that's not a bad thing
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Post by awesomebill on Jan 9, 2016 12:32:49 GMT -5
It's daggone well-written and heeyah well-read, donut lack description, I really can't say anythang bad abouts it's sides that I particularly don't be a fan of such grotesque and sadistic activities of which you've described, but to each his own, I look forward to seein' more o' ya
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