screaming dosent help

you scream,scream as i drive this knife further and furether,
entwing it in your stomuch,
you wish it to stop,

but your screams only grow loucder,
know iv queched my thirst,
your are now free to go !!

i can only grant you one wish in retern,
imortality,
its your choice,
do or die!!

i would gladly help you live,
even thou your pathetic!!

thats it i have had enough,
im satasfied now!!

you are free thy misstress,free under one condition,
you will be mine,
mine for all eternety

i love you,
thy morbid misstress,

i am death. but ill always be there,
my thurst for you never fully satefied,

thy mobid misstris your mine !!