| Thin long sharp the blade was brought forth
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| Gently placed on human skin
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| Slowly coming closer to the eye
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| Too afraid to move a muscle
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| Too afraid to say a word
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| The panic makes it hard to breathe
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| Short stab makes the knife penetrate the eye
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| Leaning backwards to see the eye drip
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| Filling up with blood inside
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| All this time he keeps on blinking
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| Smearing the eye down his face
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| Stringy messy bloody gore
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| Time to hurt his other eye
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| Piercing gently
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| Slicing just an inch or so the eye bursts slowly drips down the chin
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| Not a sound stunned by pain
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| Both his eyes are punctured smearing out stringy tissue and blood dripping down
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| Sitting up with his face all smeared gasping with an open mouth
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| Still no sound no sign of pain no movement not a single moan
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| Watching
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| This spectacle makes me laugh
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| Strike again with more aggression
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| With a single violent blow, face is damaged nose is gone now he screams
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| Finally this fucker suffers he’s lashing out
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| Attempts to fight
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| Blinded by my work on his eyes
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| He’s not hard to throw down
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| Weeping begging for a swift end
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| Poking stabbing in his gut
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| Blood starts gushing
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| Stab some more…
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| I stand up taking aim
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| Heaving body weight upon
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| His kneecaps
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| Legs bend
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| Crippled bum left behind
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| Broken bones
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| Punctured eyes
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| Leaving with a big grin
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| My work is done |