Sometimes I wonder, if I may be a ghoul
While others eat popcorn,
Or pizza,
Or ice cream,
I sit here with a pair of toenail clippers,
Clipping my skin away.
It may seem odd at first,
I may be a major freak,
But honestly, do I question you and
Your corn dogs and high-fat cupcakes?
No, I sit here, unaware to the world,
Blade in hand, blood in mouth.
Human food has lost all taste.
Causing me to gag,
I must tell you, human is quite the diet.
So go ahead, waste away
In mountains of sugar and fat.
Whilst I sit here feeding on my own soul.
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All Time Low: A Heap Of Hate
ŞiirStories I have written. Dark poetry, for when I have a bad day and get irritable. If you can't handle the mind of a sadomasochist who enjoys pain and hatred of all kinds, leave. I don't need bible-lovers telling me I'm sinning, frankly I don't give...
