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Peeled
(Collab by Indie and Shaman)
I want to see her take it off
Her skin stripped from her flesh
I want to see how her insides work
How the bones and sinews are meshed
I'll cut her down to size, cause her vital signs to fade
Peel back the film from her eyes
Slice along her spine with my blade
Carve my pleasure from her pain...
Reveal the treasures hidden beneath
Revel in the beauty of each piece
Kiss the parts upon which I deign to feast
She a vessel for my release
Once she stripped for voyeurs of the dark
But for me she gives the ultimate gift
Her undercarriage tastes of sweetened meat
Through her adipose tissue my fingers sift
Broken tissue and bones abused for my pleasure
Her body, beautiful and now deceased
I wanted to see her take it off
And make her my own depraved masterpiece
From the gutter into the dark
She is my finest work of art
I want to see her take it off
Her skin stripped from her flesh
I want to see how her insides work
How the bones and sinews are meshed
I'll cut her down to size, cause her vital signs to fade
Peel back the film from her eyes
Slice along her spine with my blade
Carve my pleasure from her pain...
Reveal the treasures hidden beneath
Revel in the beauty of each piece
Kiss the parts upon which I deign to feast
She a vessel for my release
Once she stripped for voyeurs of the dark
But for me she gives the ultimate gift
Her undercarriage tastes of sweetened meat
Through her adipose tissue my fingers sift
Broken tissue and bones abused for my pleasure
Her body, beautiful and now deceased
I wanted to see her take it off
And make her my own depraved masterpiece
From the gutter into the dark
She is my finest work of art
Published 15th Sep 2011
| Edited 30th Mar 2015
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15th Sep 2011 1:05pm
15th Sep 2011 2:56pm
very detailed... these collaberative works of art can be so vividly colorful. Oh, just blame, er-ah give the credit to Shaman. makes me feel so happy you don't find me attractive Indie.
15th Sep 2011 10:46pm
16th Sep 2011 7:53am
16th Sep 2011 8:39am
no, no dismembered body parts lying around for me to sketch lol. I like people better when they are alive... and I don't mean to torture.
Anonymous
15th Sep 2011 4:23pm
This turned out awesome! Thanks for collabing, Indie!!
I enjoyed writing this, though it disturbed me at times lol. Would it be cool if I posted this up on my blog?
15th Sep 2011 8:02pm
Great collab. Indie and Shaman..I love dark poems and this one is wickedly twisted..excellent peace Crim :)
15th Sep 2011 10:49pm
Anonymous
16th Sep 2011 5:52am
wow this poem is insane great poem u 2 did
16th Sep 2011 10:19am
