Mindless Murder


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He wasn’t sure of much in life,
but one thing he did know, 
was that he would kill, tonight.
His body ached with need
and want, his blood was
screaming, pumping hard.
He would be careful, 
he would try to be kind,
but when the moment came,
as always, he lost his mind.

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