Do you believe in reincarnation?
I don’t
I took one body
Dissection
What’s inside him?
Nothing, void organs
Gross intestines
I love him
He’s so low
He can touch the ground
I adore carved flesh
The taste of fresh blood
On his mouth
I crave for the scent
His agony thrills my senses
Holding his beating heart
In my hand, it’s so close
Kiss it as it were sacred
It’s not
It’s dirty
I hate the world
Who stole him
From me…
Bring back the terror!