Drowned in a sink of formaldehyde This autopsy sink where I have died Bubbles of the final breath rise Submerged, none could hear the cries Bruises around my once warm throat Head bobbing up and down like a boat Eyes still peering into the nothingness Body battered into a state of lifelessness Tubes ran into my veins Down a hole my blood drains Organs removed, harvested While still alive, not dead The final blow by blunt force trauma Then choked for the purest of drama A killer’s need for lungs and liver Ripped out heart, a murder to live forever Skinned from head to torso like an animal Coroner even finds my death unusual Eyes left to tell the tale of a soul Just about the only thing my killer hasn’t stole Exposed muscle tissue The festering left to continue Until placed into a bag Blood soaked up by mop and rag
Posted on: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 23:13:43 +0000
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