//PLEASE READ TRIGGER WARNING//
TW: It's just kinda gross to read? Idk
Writhing rhythmically
They dance on the floor
Mouths filled with gore
They beg for more
Rejoicing as garbage
Falls from above
They dig right in
To their one true love
YOU ARE READING
Works of the Seamstress
PoetryI am the Seamstress. Give me your stories, And I will spin them Into fictious tales of Glory and terror, Romance and adventure, Questions unanswered, And unprompted guidance. //Requests are open!// //PLEASE READ TRIGGER WARNINGS//
