Friday, July 29, 2011

I Came Here For Your Death

I want your ethereal heart and I am willing to dig into your chest to get it. I want to devour it and all its gossamer light. I want to drain the blood and feel the meat between my teeth. I want the wound to never close up so you can feel me in your skin forever. So you can feel nothing but me. Feel only the hardness scarring up your world full of visions of me rising above you. I want to be your wounding. Your ugliness. Your eternal vengeance caught in the throats of the guilty.

I am the demon behind your eyes and the killer between your sheets.

And I want all of you for myself.

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