I'll rip your heart out with my bare hands just to see you bleed,
Off the tortured looks of pain in your eyes my soul will feed,
I'll peel back your eyelids for you to watch your own heart beat,
I need to fulfill my desire for this demonic treat.
A contest entry
- Blacker then the blackest black... by Miss Macabre.
550 points, ended July 29, 18 entries
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Comments
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So short yet so wicked, this has a lot of imagery and is very dark and macabre even. Lots of rage in this poem I believe, that's certainly what it makes me feel! Thanks for entering and good luck.
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omgosh!
this is such an angsty piece! it was so dark and sorta scary! but very well written! keep penning, spilling your emotions!
AWESOME!
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Holy crap. Somebody's angry.
This reminds me of that saying "Hell hath no fury like the wrath of a women scorned."
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