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Festering Love

how do i make these old wounds bleed?
sharp edge and a violent need
for you to cum inside me
like you did back then
in the way back when
we could fuck and fight as lovers can
ripping clumps of skin from wretched shoulder blades
torment belly fat in simmering rage
fingering with ice picks and a tire gauge
do you like me in the sew up parts youre used to now
i am my stitches inside out
wear my dolls hair like a crown
blue hue around the dead site
patches of me and my clever treasure of pyrite
wicked snatch’ll catch you by the ball hair
turn you into fan fare
and lick the gashes till they fester
maggots eating out your cunt
you  jump
we’re over
this is contrived
thank god dead is still alive

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About deadendemily

Emily lives in Austin, TX. She has a minor in chaos and a major in spray paint. She likes Vincent Price and ABBA. She enjoys being covered in fake blood and writing horror stories. Most of the time she just hopes that her cat is not plotting to murder her, her cat being a minion of Satan and all. They would never suspect the cat.

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