9/6/2016 2:22 PM

They don't want what's inside; but they yearn for the meat between their teeth; their pressured heartbeats

Clink..

Clink.

CLINK!!

Their raspy voices; evident of their lackadasical lives, leading no one into no where

They eat and eat and eat; the meat drowning into their teeth, their teeth drowning into the meat

They hunger for more

Thirsty for everything

They devour human souls, the ones that care too much

The ones like them

The ones too oblivious to see the soul being ripped out of them; their words, cutting and cutting

They want to die.

They sit and wait, patiently

They devour

They consume

They want.. to.. die..

Their raspy voices echo into the night

Vibrating the very fabric of Time himself

Bending and breaking every tree until each and every one of them is petrified in a bowing position

One blow from their mouths and all nature is frozen

The ground below in which they walk on trembles and crumbles innardly

They've built caverns and whole universes only to tear them straight down

They've watched the world collapse on its' own only to blink no eyes, shed no tears

They travel in groups

They rest no bones, they shelter only themselves

They're mistaken for cults, covens, the like

They're insane

Sane

Mentally abused

Tortured

Stable

Unstable

Traveling down cablecars and trip wires

They have a sense of humanity with them

Gosh, how they care for it

Like a baby, cradling it in the crevices of their hearts

They lose their minds

Lose track of time

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