IV. DON'T THREATEN HIM

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Don't threaten him because he will
make sure that you won't be
    able
      to
        even
         breathe
          and
            eat 
              and
                sleep
                  anymore.
//His pearly white teeth covered in blood and grime and false promises - lies- will tear you

a p a r t

and to

s h r e d s

so that you end up tearing at your own face; eyes , tongue , ears.

He is a lost boy whose ripcage is covered in vines that curl and pull around each individual bone, carving their whispers into his bones,he is a boy who lives in a paradoxon of stars and constellations.Blue eyes can't differentiate between the real world and his dreams - nightmares- that are constantly gnawing at his heart and brain and bones and flesh.

Blue and purple and pink flowers blossom on his skin,  as they get old and decay they turn yellow, green and then dissappear.  His skin cries rivers of wine that drown him and he is constantly caught in the neverending oblivion //he is high on his own wine//

DON'T THREATEN HIM
BECAUSE
my grandmother once told me
that a sharpened knife
cuts better than a flattened one
and he listens to their unspoken
conversation
and he smears blood
all over him
like a child playing
with mud
DON'T THREATEN HIM
BECAUSE
he will be the last thing
you see at
night
and the first thing
In the
morning
His face
  will
     make
        you
          scream
             at
              night
                 and
                    he
                      will
                          live
                            in
                             your
                               nightmares
                                   only
                                      to
                                         feast
                                           on
                                              your
                                                 sanity

His chapped lips spew burning stars and it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts

The tears of the sun run down his hands and stain his shirt red and yellow and and blue and green and all the others colors of the rainbow.

Haha, the lack of sleep doesn't become him well

DON'T THREATEN HIM BECAUSE

He will take what belongs to him

-aka - [he is jealous]


#iamsosorryfornotwritingforsolongcanyouguysforgivemeplease

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 12, 2017 ⏰

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