Is this a good poem about a molester?

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Funkmasterflex123

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p.s its a bit disturbing....oh and i am only 14

Her name was Susie....

Oh how I lusted to taste her breath
To feel her skin, To watch her death

She was the ripe age of Ten and I was Thirty-Five
She was too young but I needed her flesh to survive

She went to my school in the exciting grade of three
And I was her principal, the highest branch on the tree

I saw her everyday but still
No chance to strike, No chance to kill

But opportunity knocked one day at recess
I nabbed her when none was looking, her skin I caressed.

I fled to my house, her tied up in my trunk
I carried her out screaming and placed her in my bunk

I began licking her skin in a matter obsessive
She started to squirm so I became aggressive

I smacked her in the face and slurped up her tears
This excited me, oh how this greased my gears.

I then sniffed her hair with a burning delight
I then took off her clothes, Oh man she was tight.

Her skin was softer than a million pillows
My hunger began to rise as her blood began to billow

For I had stabbed her in the most cliché of a fashion
I had slit her throat with an explosive passion

I then cuddled her blood ridden body, yes this made me smirk
I then disposed of the body and went back to work.
 
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