February 15, 2011
Alone in the dark
It's freezing, my skin is ice cold
My clothes are gone
Blood has run from my nose
Down my neck
There is a slice across mt stomach
The tips of my fingers have been cut off
All my teeth were removed
My face is beaten so harsh
When they find me
No one will know who I am
He killed me for no reason
Except his obsession
His obsession with blood
Why he chose me I do not know
Will he kill again
It is certain

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