Inside, it makes me want to throw
you through a plate glass window
Watch you, cut and bleeding
Grab a shard and slit your throat
Slit my wrists and rape you while
we bleed to death together in a
mass of blood and cum

These thoughts are formed in a
fatherless child's mind, aided and
abetted by crippling adolescence

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