Scattered on the roadsides, bloodcaked bodies, unsolved slayings, methodically m
Bodies dismembered artfully. Twisted heaps of human debris slaughtered with
The butchered remains of twelve cadavers, hacksawed human puzzles, savagely
Passing through spheres in my subconscious. Finding solace within dreams.
Opening the graves of local women. Robbing the corpses of
Unholy delirium, hallucinations controlling. Dismal shades of reality fade away.
I know I'm not normal, thoughts of ghastly mutilations. Recurring
There she lies, the victim of my horrendous crime. Disabled
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