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No time to think
I smell you
...Monster
Its been a while
Your aroma fills my room
My body shakes
In protest to the grin
That slides across your dirty face
So Goddamn ugly
But you... smell, taste, feel...
So Goddamn good
Thoughts race
Eyes flash behind sticky eyelids
Black blood
Falls from my mouth
ears, nose, & eyes
You paint my body
Sickly green
Lungs. Filled
Clear clouds
Tearing at my walls
Your sting feels right
Better in my blood
Pulse to my brain
Tie
Veins bulge
Prick
Invade me.
By: Bethany
...Monster
Its been a while
Your aroma fills my room
My body shakes
In protest to the grin
That slides across your dirty face
So Goddamn ugly
But you... smell, taste, feel...
So Goddamn good
Thoughts race
Eyes flash behind sticky eyelids
Black blood
Falls from my mouth
ears, nose, & eyes
You paint my body
Sickly green
Lungs. Filled
Clear clouds
Tearing at my walls
Your sting feels right
Better in my blood
Pulse to my brain
Tie
Veins bulge
Prick
Invade me.
By: Bethany
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