crying tears of bloodshed, is all that i deserve
a boiling tub of burning Hell, roting my every curve
a silver platter of gum disease, so scrumptous in its wait
a gentle knife of shinning glory, death my only fate
my virus contagious, disgusting, and cruel
my heart it seems has no rule
black ink that stains my heart
a delicious bloodthirst, tasting so tart

by Abby Wesson

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