I was walking in a place
Following a bloody trace
Until a find the slut decayed:
My joy's no longer delayed.
Her body on the floor.
Her cardio is null.
Now, another fun story:
Honey, I've never thought we'll be hanging out...
Now you're hanging out,
From the ceiling of my kitchen.
All alone.
Watch the bath my cock,
In your favorite cologne.
Gently sniffing your viscera in my own, unique pace
From my perspective morgue is a pretty picnic place.
Ghouls go "whaagh",
Ghosts go "boo"
I go
tentarafoo.
tentarafoo 2
© Copyright: Матвей Рабский, 2020
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