Murderer

Im a murderer.
I killed a lizard.
This poor little lizard was in my bathroom.
It was a white little beautiful angel.
I took out my lens and saw it on my wall.
I was afraid it would drop on my head when im bathing,
So i sprayed water at it and it dropped on my bathtub.
The cute little angel was swimming,
How cute is'nt it?

Then i could'nt think of an idea to bring it away.
So i literally turned my water's temperture to the boilling point.
There's alot of steam.
That dying creature is dancing in agony.

Eventually it was motionless.
It was so still, everything looked so calm.
At that moment i felt so relax.

But the dead lizard could'nt satisfy my curiosity in seeing a cooked lizard.
So i continue boilling it,
Untill it looked like those steamed chicken's colour.
I threw it in the bin afterwards.

Im so sorry for reptile lovers,
But that lizard crossed my path.
I wanted to take down a picture and post it here.
But that horrifying scence would simply make you puke.


Im begining to find out im sick in the mind.