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The flesh is so smooth and tender on your face
Right now I wanna watch you bleed
Oh how sweet your flesh would taste
Just take a bite of your cheek
Your dentist bill did you well
My teeth gnashing on your jawline
If there was a god I'd go straight to hell
Who's to say I would stop at one bite?
If I bound you down I'd go all night
I chose you for your eyes
Popping them out with nails
Burying my face in your thighs
I won't gag you, I like it when you wail
Just let me devour you whole
Like I did on our first date
I love you for your soul
Now get on my plate
Confessions of a cannibal x
Prudence Jane May 2015
I am twisted like the flesh of my brain
Any problem?
Yup, not a poem, just a simple quote I made.
Nikita May 2015
Broken  bodies
Twisted  necks
Eyes  wide  open
Car  in  a  wreck*

Metal curved and embedded into the tree as though mother nature herself had engulfed the vehicle whole

Shards of glass pierced through skin
The hum of birds start to sing

Help is too far
There was never enough time

Breathless
Lifeless
They lay stone cold and stiff
Fingers entwined with one another

They may have died
But I doubt their love did.
Be careful and drive safe ♥
Death-throws May 2015
Im starting to write less and less
and Its scaring me
because I either have no sufferings to write about
or Its all become to much
which one?
how will I know?
whats wrong with my head
Its all twisted up inside
knotted guts struggling to chew through knowledge
am I maturing?
or am I finally turning to dust
I'm sorry if I'm not so sweet to hold,
its difficult when you slip through gaps
like the ones in your fingers
and the holes in your heart
AJ Apr 2015
1, 2, 3, 4,*
    I declare a ****** war.
5, 6, 7, 8,
    Strap up and don't be late.
9, 10,
    Come on over, let's begin.  
11, 12,
    Point my shotgun to your head.
1, 2, 3, 4,
    Why'd I find you in her bed?
5, 6, 7, 8,
    Don't move, it's already too late.
9, 10,
    Hit the floor.
11, 12,
    You're no more.
1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war.
Madzq Apr 2015
Nursery rhyme, nursery rhyme,
Tell me what to fear this time.
Spin around. Down to the ground.
That's where all dead kids are found.

Nursery rhyme, nursery rhyme,
Tell of broken bows that break.
Sing of ash and mourning face.
Tell me lord my soul he'll take.

Nursery rhyme, nursery rhyme
Hide abuse between the lines.
Give excuse for pain and dread.
With happy sound this song is read
Sing this to the tune, "rain, rain, go away"
Destre' Apr 2015
You make my skin crawl
The thought of you is no fun at all
You're sick
You're twisted
Your existence is nothing but a joke
A disgrace

Your voice makes me shudder
The thought of your eyes on me makes me scream
Your eyes
Your smile
Your cynical laugh and souther drawl
It all makes me sick
You're redicules
A joke
You got cought

Who are you anyway?
Your a vile
Disgusting
Insulent
Preverted
Puthetic Excuse of a person
You're not worth my time
And yet,
You haunt me
Your memory takes away my sanity
Defiles it
Destroys it
You're always there
In the back of my mind
Durring the day
Its there
Late at night it comes to strike
It takes away my only relief!
It SCREAMS
"You're not safe"
Because of you I am lost
You fill me with fear
Your memory haunts me

You make my skin crawl
The thought of you is no fun at all
L Marie Apr 2015
He was everything he was not,
He was strong and brave and cunning,
Every move was calculated
Ten steps ahead,  sometimes twenty
And he had her in his hands,
The heart he wanted but couldn't,
And he clenched his fist tight and squeezed
The life out of it,  then tossed it.
He found it, broken and hurting
And he wanted it just the same.
She said "You break it, you bought it",
She still would not have him with her
And he could never understand
How stupid love never worked out
And how he never wanted her,
And she never wanted him, but
It was, in theory, romantic;
The world can work in twisted ways.
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