MH (10/13/1990 / )

Like A Vegan Wearing Flesh

Tell me this is catastrophe bearing its ground;
now don’t sweeten up the truth.
Act like you want this.
We’re all here for you.
Perfection in you habits
of consuming only bones.
They rot in your smile
and poke through your guts.
You’re only fooling yourself.
I think you’ve made me sick
like a vegan wearing flesh
So I tore your heart
But you left me lifeless
What’s with the end?
Is this what I deserved?
So I’m guessing that
there could never be regret.

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