mj

Apr 22, 20211 min

violence unveiled

out of rage and out of fury

you plunge your fist into my chest

blood makes you sick, but don't you worry

with veins of water i've been blessed

fracture my ribs, tear out my heart

your clothes will get naught but a splash

no stain of sin, fresh as the start

my gutted form falls with a crash

and suddenly, the shade falls down

you've killed me, through and through

the blood has soaked your dressing gown

dripping hands betray you

~mj

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