My hands are cold,
My heart is colder still
Like the Ripper, Jack,
Who ripped the heart
From victim five.
I'll rip the heart
From my own chest
And stay breathing still
Only half alive.
Yours truly, not the ripper
But a ripper could I be
Like you'll be eventually.
For it begins in the heart
And already in you
The pain has a start
Like it has in me.
So how long will it be
Not me?
Nothing too good for my whore
So Baby don't lock your door
Just let me come on in
Like you did for Saucy Jacky
And i'll forgive your every fault
But don't ever think to run
For my punishments
You'll not find fun














Comments
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"Its hard to say I love you, I need you, I can't live without you, with a shotgun in my mouth!" - The Sadle Tramps
Good Job!
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There is nothing to fear but fear itself........ well, and starvation we might all starve-FDR
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There is nothing to fear but fear itself........ well, and starvation we might all starve-FDR
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New deviantart address: kakeranokirei
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There is nothing to fear but fear itself........ well, and starvation we might all starve-FDR
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New deviantart address: kakeranokirei
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