The Dark Angels SongA Poem by Jane SmithDon't worry i'm a vegetarian, this is just for fun : )I like it better when I can hear you scream When my teeth are shredding your flesh I enjoy it more when u try to escape When you twist, and turn, and thresh
Your succulent heart pumps the thick juice that I desire I can almost taste the warm moist liquid while I lick my lips My breathing increases when I imagine ripping into your soft membrane As I hold your quivering body in my tight grips
Oh! the way your skin peels so easily off The way your hair softly falls on to my lap Your lips parted open as if you are about to shriek How easily you fell into this delicious trap.
Your bones are so crunchy and thick in my mouth Your eyes so soft and chewy I bite into your brain and the juices drip down the side of my mouth Its texture so smooth and gooey
I savor the feeling of digging my calloused hands into your thick fat A smile forms on my lips as I remember your cries and howls While I pluck away every hair on your crispy skull I can hear Satan’s pleased snickers and growls
When your body goes cold and most of you has been digested I throw away your remains in the well at the end of the dark street Dressed from head to toe in a black mourning gown I walk silently back into my apartment suite
I am your neighbor, your friend, your colleague You tell me secrets and talk to me everyday But never could you see what I truly wish Until in my well, you rot and decay © 2013 Jane Smith |
StatsAuthorJane SmithAboutI am an aspiring poet, dancer, and a student. I recently started using the internet to share my poems so i'm new to all this. Read my work and let me know what you think. more..Writing
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