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Clotted.My push for pins to grace your skin.
Why do you leave it to slither apart, like a rotting squid?
Heave the heaviest organs from me
for should spirits exist,
I'd still feel this weighted
Yet you stir me.
You let one emotion cry into another
Kiss me whilst splashes from my eyes spider down my face
Let so said butterflies shatter in the hail impregnating me,
barbed wings pinning themselves inside.
Either one, I can't hold back
The clot stay stable around my stagnant mouth.
Lips not distinguishable from the dead.
Kiss it away and push my eyes shut,
and let me forget this rut.
BitterShocks as sweet as broken cherries on flesh
To a last breath,though can't skip to defeat
Lecker, the red.
Yet it can't ferment.
We knew it wasn't broken cherry after all
Raw enrage doesn't shudder through my skin onto you
We keep ourselves refined
We enjoy the cloying sting
Or declare ourselves kings
To taste who we want
To slaughter all we can
And to pray darling innocence topped with virgin passion after it all.
This is an offer.
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