Bundy

Some say my face was carved by god.

“Angelic, cherubic, handsome, captivating”

meant to do wonders of good,

just like his first creations should.

But, I am the morning star

and you are all forsaken.

 

Forsaken to this wretched wasteland

of over abundance and under appreciation.

You should feel your spine tingle

your neck crink, ill

thoughts of death and decay

when you hear my name.

Foolish women want to play MY game?

 

They will never know the numbers

of all the unmarked graves I’ve

desecrated again.

And again.

The angel has seen your hideous

and it is his right to exterminate

this blight of ugliness that diseased the whole world.

 

Humanity should kneel

and suck my greatness.

Choke on it

and the dirt that you belong in.

This isn’t YOUR world now,

its always been mine—

I just let you borrow it.

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