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When I Get The Chance, You Are DEAD.

Come here.
I dare you.
You think you can mess with other people?
Trust me bitch. I can too.

You're number one on my list.
Mess with someone else again.
I'll come at you with claws extended
Will I break you or just bend you?

Hmm. I'm not quite sure.
I'd really enjoy burying you alive,
but I feel I'll torture you before you die.
It'd be nice to hear your screams and cries.

Maybe I'll just chain you up
And shove a needle in you everyday that you're up there.
Instead of needles, I'll use swords.
I think you'll be scared.

If I do let you out alive (keyword there is if)
And you mess with someone again,
Know I'm watching from a distance.
I'll gladly chop off your head.

Written by Psycho_Lullaby (Kat Claws)
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