I was focused on those Twitching Hands;
Her Black, Sunken Eyes appeared to glow.
Moving as if she had Hollow Bones,
Limbs Hanging Low.
Not one word came from her Lifeless Mouth.
Oh, that Mutilated, Dragging Walk;
Only knowing of lies, ***** clothes,
And Senseless Talk.
Cursed with her forever Crawling Skin,
Could ****** with that Chemical Breath.
Her Breaking Body frail, Legs too thin
Living with Death