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Feb 2014
you wonder. you wonder why i stuck syringes
in my arms where you left bite marks. only you
wonder why i've created a mess that is bigger
than life and why i have destroyed the things
you used to love. you wonder why i hate you.
IF CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT, YOU ARE
A COLD BLOODED ANIMAL KILLER.
never did i get a chance to let my tongue spill
words unspoken over you like wine and watch
you swallow it and talk about how bitter it tastes
IT'S BECAUSE I'VE WATCHED THOSE WORDS
SINK INTO MY EARS AND GO DOWN THE
DRAIN OF MY HEAD AND FILL UP OVER
TIME UNTIL IT ALL STARTED POURING OUT.
wine isn't supposed to taste like blood. it's not
supposed to taste this bitter, but it does. you
have no remorse for eating me alive, staining
my bones with your saliva. your animal instincts
to claw your way through people makes me sick.

- kra
Frisk
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Frisk  30/Non-binary
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