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I am soft-hearted, And Sapphic. But she is not a human girl Anymore. Every time I lay her to rest, She rises Like a phoenix. Or a zombie. She is soft-bodied. Empty-headed. Empty-hearted. She is rotten to me. All memory of her, Warm woman, Is gone now. Her body is a dead thing. A shell, only good for gutting. My heart is spilling. My insides are gooey. They slip between other girl's hands- Repulsive. Hazardous. A lost cause. My heart is a terminal case. Until it's replaced, I am all robot. Hard-bodied. Hard-headed. Empty-hearted. Every girl Who gives me the kiss-of-life Is cursed. I search for a shell To put my dead into. But she is in cahoots With the rotted. All I want Is a soft-hearted girl To lay with. To lay me down To rest. To love to death.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 1:58 PM UTC
Leaving The Undead
I am soft-hearted, And Sapphic. But she is not a human girl Anymore. Every time I lay her to rest, She rises Like a phoenix. Or a zombie. She is soft-bodied. Empty-headed. Empty-hearted. She is rotten to me. All memory of her, Warm woman, Is gone now. Her body is a dead thing. A shell, only good for gutting. My heart is spilling. My insides are gooey. They slip between other girl's hands- Repulsive. Hazardous. A lost cause. My heart is a terminal case. Until it's replaced, I am all robot. Hard-bodied. Hard-headed. Empty-hearted. Every girl Who gives me the kiss-of-life Is cursed. I search for a shell To put my dead into. But she is in cahoots With the rotted. All I want Is a soft-hearted girl To lay with. To lay me down To rest. To love to death.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 1:58 PM UTC
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