Mockingbirds take flight
As your blood litters the air
A scream of such delight
And your own screech of fear
Jugular ripped open
A haunting smell of blood and lust
Drive the scalpel deeper, still!
Rip open that skin jacket
Tear inside where everyone is the same
Fuck, your turning me on!
Your clothes are getting in the way
Let them take the air!
One grab, a pull
Rip off and tear, oh my!
Oh, but deary dearest me!
How could little ole me forget
The oh-so-pretty sight of bone and vein
Oh, your cries are so, so cute!
Ouch!
No touchy,
I'll rip you right!
A quick cut!
Let's pry these ribs up!
Beat, beat, beat
GUSH
Splurt, splurt
Mockingbirds take flight
As your blood litters the air
A scream of such delight
As your whines disappear!
WAMBULANCE! Bitch.
Author notes
My, a psychopath? No?...
Well, tell that to my pink elephants, purple monkeys, and Prozac. SHUT UP! STOP TALKING!
FUCK YOU
// This has been a juvenile, stupid poem brought to you by yours truly.
// You're still stupid, though
// Mostly cause you care.
// ...I hate people who care.
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