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If one carved with ****** cries, The word hate upon Every inch of my soft Unforgiving viscera… Twould not near The pain in my heart. It gnaws and it Tears with razored claws Like some rabid Flesh eating animal Blood pours, red And awful and loud. It drips forth from Every sick pulsing vein. It screams too Distraught in its discord It tastes my mind in Its serrated jaws Like some dog with A sweet, humble bird.
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Nov 29, 2024
Nov 29, 2024 at 7:04 AM UTC
Sweet Abhorrence
If one carved with ****** cries, The word hate upon Every inch of my soft Unforgiving viscera… Twould not near The pain in my heart. It gnaws and it Tears with razored claws Like some rabid Flesh eating animal Blood pours, red And awful and loud. It drips forth from Every sick pulsing vein. It screams too Distraught in its discord It tastes my mind in Its serrated jaws Like some dog with A sweet, humble bird.
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Nov 29, 2024
Nov 29, 2024 at 7:04 AM UTC
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