gone, off in the night with light feet and her arms a blur chameleon with colors like the leaves on the ground breathing deep this damp air so heavy a route through the forest a fateful fulfilliment of a desire cursed a casualty of vunerability years ago once she had a taste, it would never let her go beneath the black morning sky gluttony, the consumption of flesh belly filled with dozens her hunger is satisfied the lames have perished the flames of lust have diminished its always like the very first time its always lke that first time a victim of hunger nothing more than revenge and they are everywhere be wary my freind, they are everywhere once the sun has come a blur once again what has happened is set sleeping with skin in her teeth the lames have perished a victim of hunger nothing more nothing less its always like the very first time its always like that very first time Consume Centuries have gone by dieting on that which encases us missed by societys eyes she holds faith that her life will one day pass her home is under rare skies under the canopy of desolation every meal a piece of revenge remembering the one who made her this way i was not always a life like this once innocent, wouldnt imagine the taste what beast would cast this curse into anyone? once she had a taste, it would never let her go shes got the itch of a madman only our skin could subdue that she dreams of solace she dreams of lonely strangers push to consume lethargic canniblism feed upon the deadweight digesting sweet mothers joy a need insatiable, neither of you will enjoy be wary my freind for they are everywhere
Posted on: Thu, 26 Jun 2014 19:16:15 +0000
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