..food.

..food.

A Poem by deadlife

eating my flesh
raw
sharp edged teeth
tearing it
in lumps
red
soft
squelching
..ummm. . .
blood
my blood
dripping
from this piece of my chest
uh, it's dirty
i don't have manners
but yeah.. i like it
i'm hungry
and i want more. . .

© 2008 deadlife


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Well this is certainly a different piece. It was raw and had some vivid descriptions even though it was so few in words. I guess we all kill ourselves sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly and sometimes we just torture our selves because it's in our nature. Nice piece.


Brette

Posted 15 Years Ago


woww.
not what im used to of reading your work but....
i love it!!!!
very unique and dark.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is very different!
Seems like a person is killing himself deliberately, Very raw!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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deadlife
deadlife

New Delhi, India



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I was born. I live. I'll die. I know nothing. Where I came from? Where will I go? I'm ignorant of my existance. I'm uncertain of myself. No beliefs. No religion. No god. Know Go.. more..

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