Repugnant emotions, boil through my skin.
Repetitious assault, Cranial cave in.
Chunks of brain and teeth, bits fall out the cheeks.
Destroyed in contact, explode on impact.
Nasal cavity excreets the pain, blood and mucus pours from face.
Clings to life through broken jaw, clench my fist to give him more.
Violent experiment, in neurosurgery.
A gaping hole, where a face should be.
Both of the eyeballs, mashed to a pulp.
Thumbs driven deep, to the back of the skull.
Final whimper gives me pleasure, smash his skull in with my hammer.
Crush the forehead face implodes, fluids leak from mouth and nose.
Trauma forced asphyxiation, body spasms in decaptitation.
Final pulse in circulation, arterial spray coagulates.
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