Saturday, August 13, 2011

2010

Bizarre, but crystal clear
hizzling as a furious python
it's not fear that I feel
I guess it's just another one of your methods

Go bandaging your severe scratches
licking your freshly-cut wounds
do your slutty make-up with burnt matches
everyone else must be hugely fools.

I adore the lack of pain in your heart
mine's black, doesn't seem to clean down
You're saying the only purpose in your life is to
kickstart my organ that pumps blood
and sucks it up 'til it's found

Cutting my twisted nails and hair
pouring them in your bubbly champagne...

I shall finally curse you now.
I hope you won't survive at all.

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