pull me rape me
until the crimson pours
from my bones.
she will keep pumping
until i am on the floor,
curled up, my hands in my thighs,
wet with dripping red.
she will use her finger
of cold sharp steel
to pin me down
until she sees it flowing.
she will flee as the door
opens, a crowd gathers 'round
my limp body, lying in a pool
of dark ruby.
i present the world with
my magnum opus:
a collaboration between me
and Death.
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