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HEMOSATYRIASIS
I found out
The secret that you hide
Pouring out
Blood is thinner
Imagine if you will
It will make things
Quicker
Grasped in hand
I will plunge inside
Let’s find out
What you keep there
Black heart, deep gash
Taking out the acrid trash
White eyes, blue lips
I have yearned for only this
Wide grin, Chelsea smile
Losing tension for awhile
Bone saw, marrow gnaw
Branches twisting as they crawl
Come clean
Now show your honesty
I’ve given you the means
Come clean
My soul is burnt, it’s true
So now there’s naught to do
But chew
Bleeding out
I’ll stuff the hole inside
My wings in tatters
Strip away the outside
The flesh is weak with fear
Snuff the light
It’s darker than the night
Don’t you scream
There’s a jar of cyanide
I’d rather savour the moment
Furnace, purging
Ruin written on the ring
Slave drive, whip lash
Hollow shriek and shattered glass
One plunge, to my depths
Self-inflicted by the best
Beast mouth, Death kiss
Deafening from the abyss
Scream for me, it pleasures me
Come clean
Now prove your worth to me
I’ll rid you of disease
Come clean
My lust I must pursue
But do you have enough blood
In you?
Published 24th Sep 2016
| Edited 17th Oct 2016
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