body drenched in my sinning blood
lifeless hands fumbling to close my wounds
my body a cake, my inners the icing, my corpse is fuel to you
fingers tear me open and I hear him moan as my life concludes
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
body drenched in my sinning blood
lifeless hands fumbling to close my wounds
my body a cake, my inners the icing, my corpse is fuel to you
fingers tear me open and I hear him moan as my life concludes
a metaphor for a guy tearing me apart with his actions, even though he knows he's hurting me.
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