Buying weapons is fun
Using weapons gives me pleasure
I take guns to make runs to deliver peace
I am that beast which howls in the silence
Laughing
When sounds of tortured yells fill the air
Simple because it excites me
More stimulating than any other stimulant
Drug or otherwise
Surprise is the key to entertainment
Piercing the soul
Turning blood flow to bleeding
Equal to the magnitude of blame
Times emotional feelings
Wounds that strike deeper than grieving
Perceiving perception is one way to see me
Just focus on the reflection
Of the reflection that you are seeing
I’m not the turbulent gongs
But the faint echoes you are hearing
FEAR ME! FEAR ME! FEAR ME SO!
The hand that hold the remote
Is barely in control
Thinking you are aware
Is far from knowing
That urge to see painted walls is growing
That craving is craving for you to feed
The taste is seducing your tongue
Kissing to your needs
Open the gates and release me
Together we can plow the world
Of the dangerous species
Deliver sin to the sinners
Who cry for a response
The longer you keep me hidden
The more I will consume you
Until you no longer exist
Don’t you turn against me
Buy that knife
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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