Poem -

anatomy of frogs

He used to study the anatomy of frogs,
how everything works,
Until his headaches returned,
His skin upon touch it burned,
It was her the one with the laugh that ached his soul,
her eyes porcelain reflection non,
I'll cut her open part by part,
One by one,
I'll start with her heart,
He trapped her that night ,
within her shadow filled walk beneath the moon,
no idea what he was about to do, seemingly normal,
she walked with him alone,
not knowing the cruelty within his aching tone,
Upon opening the door to his misery throne,
Cast a bag over her head,
pushing her lightweight body into the bed,
Whimpering like a puppy out for the night within the cold,
Her farewell story about to be told,
His head achingly pulsing as he drew nearer thee,
her mind wondering what he fate was to be,
He drove out his blade from his science kit,
mouthpiece for non grinding teeth did spit,
as the blade sharpest cut open her chest,
His heart beating faster within her crest,
open riotous distressed,
Gleaming her pure white breast's,
Her heart he held within his hand,
But there were she lay movement still,
he couldn't quite understand,
How is it too be,
i hold the heart of thee within my very hand,
Upon movement still your body reprimand,
movement within your body,
your hand,
He placed her heart within a jar,
of old pickle juice,
and fastened the cap on tight,
division of your brain now seems right,
pulling back the bag from her head,
her face so pale, like the living dead,
Eyes wide open looking at thee,
Still wondering what her fate shall be,
Given your knowledge to me,
He said, as he cast open her head,
Ripping out her brain,
Extreme pain cast upon him,
Her body now lay still,
Upon removing her heart she did not part,
removing her brain she was still,
Agony barred down upon him,
Like the heavy weight of the world,
upon removing her brain cause him pain to gain,
His body shacking on the floor,
Madness screaming, no more,
no more ,
She was the cure,
but he couldn't see,
the beauty in the darkness,
The one soul inside of thee,
Upon taking her apart,
ripping out of her heart,
casting open her head,
separation of souls to body,
he lay dead,
Not knowing of his fate,
within that light ,
that caused his brain to ache,
death came knocking,
But now it's to late,
Upon killing her,
Changed his fate her soul his soul,
One mate.

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