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The Recreation of Me
I love this the bitterness that builds tearing the cords to my heart refreezing it in carbonite solidifying my soul where it should be Forboding gone slivers of ice slide through my veins scoring flesh so sweet so nice back to comfort (true self). Peirce the flesh, make it bleed. Slice the inards .... much better results. Poxmarks fall from me untouchable. You want to know, I don't know? Tastes so sweet clicks so nice as the blade slides out .... severing all ties. Black rose in my hand (once again) thorns biting so kindly so sweet caressing the tendons in my palm softly seductively sensuiously tearing the progress in my mind. Feed on my measure I offer it daily. (Its so much better than your own) Come on, join the circus, fun filled illusion, biting your neck (when your not paying attention). But come now what am I doing here, no reason to be down. I'm back in full force, I've only scratched the surface, blackness is nothing to me, Taste the grey. It slides across your skin like ice on ice, it bites like when your ready to feast... hunger so deep, so sweet, like your perfect partner dancing (that you'll drag out back [ and feed on]) And why shouldn't I. I'VE THROWN OUT TOO MUCH, time to take back... Time to feed I can already feel the blood running down my neck, So nice, So sweet, splitting my mind, instinctual, emotional, reactional. Why? Sink your teeth in and enjoy the ride, let them buck, let them quiver, it doesn't matter, just ride the wave, let the shivers run through your body, so nice, soooo nice. I must go now (but I'll be back [got too much to offer]). Always remember feeding time is not for the weak of heart, flesh flies, blood splatters, (souls shatter) And I Right in the Middle.
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