LustA Poem by R.A. YoungbloodI can smell your blood, Can’t wait to see it flood. Transfuse.. Waiting for a moment to strike, To end your life with a knife. Desecrate.. Can’t wait too see your innards out, You won’t have any time to shout, Putrefying.. Standing behind your back, Waiting for our feelings to impact. Negatively.. Why so suprising? This is your doom, As I’m standing there Watching at your womb. You were divergent I was urgent, You weren’t pugnacious And I was so rapacious. © 2013 R.A. YoungbloodAuthor's Note
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