My Feelings of Love


I feast on flesh
I tear the skin
I smother my face on the organs within
I take out your eyes with a rusty knife
I chew on them as I end your life
I rip out your kidneys and rub them over me
There is no way to escape this glee
I suck on your tongue as I crack your head
I think it would taste better on bread
I squish out your brain and feel it's shape
I plunge it in my mouth you can't escape
Into the blender I put your bowel
All mashed up the smell is foul
I pour your insides into a mug
I smile so politely as I begin to chug
The taste is so bad all my muscles flex
I'm finished with your mother now your fathers next!

My feelings of... loooove
   
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