Poem -
Murder
Do those things
All the things that drive me mad
Send me in a tizzy
Mentally and physically
Pull out my soul
Turn it to stone
Smash it till it blends with sand
Turn to my corpse and hold it's hand
Cheek kisses
Set a fire
Outside and within
Toss in the skin
Watch it burn
A slow burn
Say no words to ease the pain
Only the sounds of whipping flames
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~Bell
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Comments
Ya know, OsirisMistress, gross abuse of a corpse is against the law and is a felony in most states.
Just sayin'...
Can't we just treat your dead body with reverence and respect and leave it at that?
I only jest...
Nice writing—very...interesting and dark.
~Dean Kuch ツ