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FrenzyOne more field to adorn with my sailsAnother mouth to fill with my soil. Throat to clog with aborted screams. On deaf ears fall the words you speak A wild, bleeding bouquet seeping germ and the stench of rape They'd all have been more open to suicide Prowling, crooked legged, I rage amongst the flock Hey, succumb to me My knife won't cut but I can still plant seeds with my fingery Feeding it in, all spider like and thin Panting for slaughter, my countenance rabid A fine picture of my broken windows release the soul my reflection held fast to the bloodied pane. Inside another ferocity. Yours in murder. None will read it. A canvas veiled in anonymity. A wild bleeding bouquet seeping germ and the stench of rape They would have all been mere grey to suicide. Hey, succumb to me. On deaf ears fall the words you speak. |