• I want to see it.
    Her voice box ripped from the apex of her windpipe.
    Therefore, i wouldn't have to hear that voice.

    The voice so full of hate. So full of threats,
    The voice that never wanted to speak my name,
    The voice that could never love me,
    The voice that beat metine and tine again with its unknown power.
    The voice i grew up with,
    The voice that i've loved for ages,
    The voice i would miss if it when away,
    The voice of mother.

    I want it all Dead. But i wouldnt ever pay for it done; let alone do it myself.
    Hypocritical?
    No.
    Hopeful.
    Hopeful that one day i can hear that love i want so despretley from her.
    Hopeful her old voicebox would go away forever, and come again a new.
    And we can be together forever.]