Tormenting Pleasure...

by Damian   Oct 25, 2007


I love to listen to the screams of the children you murder... I also love to hear your screams when we make you kiss you brutally murdered aborted children once you reach hell.

"Mommy...why did you kill me...." For all eternity, while long forgotten embryo children eat at your soul.

The blood curdling screams of rape victims, as they confront their rapist in hell so they can hear their screams and pleads until their brains seep through the racks in their skulls.

The tearing of the flesh that was used for the first necronomicon

The hell call of the Cthulhu
The sound an eyeball makes when you light it on fire.....ohh how it melts....

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  • 17 years ago

    by Matt McKinley

    Nice poem check out my dark poems lol i`ve had some nice comments abou tthem just want to see what u think

  • 17 years ago

    by Nula

    Great poem....i really like it

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