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Rated: GC · Poetry · Horror/Scary · #2140976
this is fiction not real
The Death By me 9/29/16
How could someone live?
Why does someone live? Life isn't interesting for I, For I cause people to die.
I could cut off ones Head,
And I find myself laughing at the dead,
I don't do drugs and I don't believe in meth
The only drug for me is...death ,
Edger Steven Hitchcock

My Greed for Mutiny
I believe there be a person around,
There fore I will be silent, not a sound
Aye, it be captain Hookseir, going to his bed
Of course I will be there to make his body dead.

He slumbers and snores, only wearing his coat,
I snuck in his corridor, to gently and swiftly slit his throat,
Oh yes, warm blood splattered me cloths and face,
Yes I felt inside me soul, joy and grace.

I have mutinied, and I'll be dead when we reach land,
They will know, because the captain's heart will be in me hand,
As they hanged me and I was laughing shaking my feet,
Because inside my belly lays the captains flesh meat.

Edger Steven Hitchcock


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