So fresh so red
Dripping from my hands
A satisfied grin
Forming along the sin
Such beautiful screams
Coming from the prey
Mixed with agony
Begging..
Begging..
Begging for me to stop
How could I do that
When this seems more interesting
Serve your blood
Into a golden glass
Put your heart
Into a simple mess
251°C
37 minutes
Soon will be on the plate
Take to long,
And I'll kill another one
So tender yet delicious
But have you wonder
To whom this belongs to ?
YOU ARE READING
Sheet of Emotions--Poetry
PoetryMany poems in here and you're welcome to read it. I don't even give a shit if no one reads this, I just need to express my inner self through poetry. It's all about poetry.
