run your fingers up and down the edge
nick your finger on it
the knife of insincerity
has the sharpest edge you've ever seen
she cuts you deep
slicing
she doesn't want you to weep
she wants you to feel it
its razor sharp teeth
you lay in your blood
its deep red tint
paints your face
and dyes your clothes
the nightmare is real
she did the crime
this time she got away
and all you can say is
"It could've been worse."
she could have loved you
but that would be against the nature of the beast
the taste and stench of humanity
you reek of it
she can't just write you off this time
she can't take you out of her mind
its real to her a dream to you
she wants to feel what's inside of you
wants to curl her fingers into your flesh
breathe you in
you are a cage she wants to live in
it devours her
she desires it
and you can only wait for her
with your colt .45 and your fancy high hopes
she won't bleed from that bullet hole
bang.
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