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01-25-2013, 03:02 PM
01-10-2003
Lithix
In a quiet padded cell a slumped form sits on lonely chair.
Snap surgical gloves on my hands, then caress his flowing hair...
"Lifes not fair, Kuanyin. But don't you worry your pretty head
Todays the final anatomy lesson, when we're done you'll be dead."
His face turns red, as I grasp, snap, jerk back and flash a grin.
Pour the jar down his choking throat,"Have a snack 'fore we begin!"
Writhing maggots flood his mouth, crawling out, but I slam his jaw.
CRACK, Grab a needle and thread his lips, 14 stitches to clam his maw.
Last thing he saw, Took the pin and started popping juicy holes in eyes...
Filleted his skin, annointed him with lemon juice, then left him alive.
Kuan
REMINDER: IMAGERY, NO TOPIC
*Made a Imagery tutorial in tha Education forum....
Lithix is buried by my hands, 11 feet beneath-his-memorial....
but if ur so good, then whyd u ask me ta critique-ya-Tutorial?...*
so i'll put a gun-to-ya-neck, bust it, its eruptin-ya-flesh....
gushin guts up, i can hear each bone crunch-in-his-head....
u stumble-in-death, puncture ya lungs, knuckles stuck-in-ya-chest....
you suffer frum punches, voters watchin blood cover-this-thread....
run-wit-ur-head, im swingin-axes, breakin up ya thinkin-axis...
spittin lyrics? you can catch me at hells kitchen sink, drinkin-acid...
ya image is melted, you juss posted, im beginnin-ta-smell-shit....
thass good imagery, in about ten minutes u saw Lithix-get-dealt-wit.....
edited for explanation, then dashes..
Lithix
In a quiet padded cell a slumped form sits on lonely chair.
Snap surgical gloves on my hands, then caress his flowing hair...
"Lifes not fair, Kuanyin. But don't you worry your pretty head
Todays the final anatomy lesson, when we're done you'll be dead."
His face turns red, as I grasp, snap, jerk back and flash a grin.
Pour the jar down his choking throat,"Have a snack 'fore we begin!"
Writhing maggots flood his mouth, crawling out, but I slam his jaw.
CRACK, Grab a needle and thread his lips, 14 stitches to clam his maw.
Last thing he saw, Took the pin and started popping juicy holes in eyes...
Filleted his skin, annointed him with lemon juice, then left him alive.
Kuan
REMINDER: IMAGERY, NO TOPIC
*Made a Imagery tutorial in tha Education forum....
Lithix is buried by my hands, 11 feet beneath-his-memorial....
but if ur so good, then whyd u ask me ta critique-ya-Tutorial?...*
so i'll put a gun-to-ya-neck, bust it, its eruptin-ya-flesh....
gushin guts up, i can hear each bone crunch-in-his-head....
u stumble-in-death, puncture ya lungs, knuckles stuck-in-ya-chest....
you suffer frum punches, voters watchin blood cover-this-thread....
run-wit-ur-head, im swingin-axes, breakin up ya thinkin-axis...
spittin lyrics? you can catch me at hells kitchen sink, drinkin-acid...
ya image is melted, you juss posted, im beginnin-ta-smell-shit....
thass good imagery, in about ten minutes u saw Lithix-get-dealt-wit.....
edited for explanation, then dashes..