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something growing in my head

using my body as a puppet

hurt them kill them mangle and eat them

they are nothing but food

fighting off urges sin made instinct

an intense feeling of gluttonous wrath

this is my family this is my meal

stumbling toward the little one going for the kill

tearing at her tendons

she begins to squeal

her agonized screaming

makes my stomach growl

removing layers of skin

down my gullet

her dying pitiful yelps

begin to dissipate

bigger one stares me down with terror

her succulent meat trembling

i'm not satisfied yet my stomach still shrieks

her body looks to me like a delicacy

violently gnashing at her

i start with her face

tear her mouth the fuck off

chew it and gulp it down

peeling back all of her skin

slowly remove her face

suck out and swallow her eyes

chew

slurp

so much fluid pops from her eyes

its so fucking delicious

her faceless hideous corpse

i'll tear and ravage it

the fresh mangleage looks so tasty

and i'm ready to eat

playing in a pile of mangled bodies i loved

semi-conscious guilt overwhelm, i push it out

wriggling limbs scattered about in pools of red

when i'm hungry i will kill again

again, again, again