how i'd love to see you burn

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don't touch me

keep your bloody hands

on your bony hips

your eyes set like gems

glittering with malice

i see your tongue

poking out to lick your lips

taste the air like the dog

the hellhound you've become

your face twisting

distorted

your true self escaping

through the cracks in your

poorly pasted mask

poisoning the air

so why don't you slither back

to the hole you crawled out of

and let me

seal it shut

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