vssmurder – Kris Charles

Tainted Innocence

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The pin pricked her skin.
A corsage to symbol youthful love.
Turned rotten with death.
The virus had been upon the pin.
Subject 0 running rampant.
Craving blood, brains, & life.
She is on the hunt.
Only with thoughts of death.
Her first victim, the boy who loved her.

Sealed

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The man I was forced to marry was toxic.
Of this when the fallen found no dissent.
I held high the knife.
The silver glint caught the fire.
I took a breath.
I could not live this life.
The knife came down.
Two days later I stood at a grave.
He was dead.
I knew that one day the cost would be my soul.
Now my body rots in the cemetery.
I stood in front of the Seraphims for judgment.
I snorted at them.
Lucifer looked at me; he smirked “I adore a challenge, HELL.”
He gave his vote on my eternity and sealed my fate.

Evil

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My victim wanted to scream.
The fear coming of them filled the room.
Their pain from glorious torture.
The pleasure for me intense, as their blood dripped to the floor & filled the room w/ the sweet scent of death.
They had been at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Finale

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I watched him.
He was always there.
The same routine.
I thought of many ways.
Settled on Garrote.
It was personal.
I moved behind him.
He never knew I was there.
Until it was too late.
Now the last thing he will feel is my lips whispering in his ear:
I loved you…

Vengeance

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I fell & prayed to whoever would listen.
Prayed my want of justice wouldn’t turn to vengeance.
My world shattered.
Anger overriding my grief.
I picked up the damned knife.
I found the person who murdered my soul.
I lost my battle for justice.
But I got my vengeance.

Mayhem

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Mayhem, Death, & Destruction.
What do you expect?
I leave a trail of bodies.
Choosing my victims like fine wines.
I invite some friends along.
It is a Devil’s Hour Smash.
Blood & Death we revel in.
Mayhem, Death, & Destruction;
That is the way of my undead life.

Warrior

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I watched the lifeless body burn.
There was a satisfaction to the sight.
I had been trained for this.
To be a warrior.
I never felt the knife enter the base of my skull.
Murdered by the woman I left for dead.
I was looking St. Peter in the eye before I knew I was dead.