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Evil Undertow Jul 2015
The morning light ignites my brain
as i ignite my bowl

The only way that i can rise
and climb from slumbers hole

Through rain and rays i hear birds sing
Their notes dance in my head

But fog rolls in
On brain and whim
And potheads back to bed
Evil Undertow Jul 2015
When i eat your heart
i will make you watch

Or at least your corpse will watch
You'll sit there across the table from me
in your prettiest dress and we'll have a civilized
dinner for once
Evil Undertow Jul 2015
Pulling back trigger
Releasing your brain matter
Releasing my smiles
Evil Undertow Jul 2015
The sweet petals of the tulips are so beautiful this time of year
They way they glisten in the moonlight
Drenched in your blood as i bury your body in the garden
Spring flower fragrances
and rotting body parts gently caress the breeze
I breath in deeply
Beauty
Paradise
You remember nights like these for the rest of your life
Aprils showers give way to carefree summer nights
Nothing prettier than blood stained tulips beneath a full moon

I love midnight gardening
Evil Undertow Jul 2015
When i **** you
     It will be hard

But then again
    ****** always arouses me

The way my jagged blade
penetrates your throat

First you release your veins juices

Then i release mine

I can't wait til you get here

You are ******* dead
Fiction.  I'm not crazy   Or at least this personality isnt.  I just hope whoever wrote this poem doesnt come back.

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