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It Becomes Me

rise up
cut the cord
meat dangling
from bone
storm
shelter
converted
death trap

blood pours
on tap
breathe in
breathe out

wretched
slabs
appease
delight
maggots
feast on
stomach
bile

tattooed ass
designer
pussy
wound tight
her petals
need
parting by
serpent cock

blood pours
on tap
breathe in
breathe out

days forged
with night
chaos
becomes me
absent
heart
killing
becomes me

cry out loud
sour notes
lusting
for hope
my brain
has rhythm
lonely temples
contort

another
victim
laid to rest
holy ground
not for god
or the devil
but simply
my amusement

blood pours
on tap
breathe in
breathe out

days forged
with night
chaos
becomes me
absent
heart
killing
becomes me



 
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