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I could think of so many ways to eviscerate you and pull your veins through orifices, pinching small confessions from each nerve ending rooted insane and running deep.

I want to show you so many ways to teeter on the brink of death for days, hanging on to blades carrying tendons soon to part ways.

I am compelled to teach you as you taught me, but not this time, never again.

I'll look away as you eat your bile, I won't even laugh as you're reduced to shuddering rust crying out for help.

I won't even give you my enjoyment of your demise, I don't care to even think I owe you that much.