Written by: Bobbie Jo Price

Be My Own Version Of Death

wrap your arms around me a little too tight let yourself be the noose that ends my life tear ladders in my tights while holding me down pull a little too hard and drag me to hell take my heart, its in the center to the left its yours, my darling, take it right out of my chest clutch my hand a little too roughly shatter my bones and call me lovely take me to the Eiffel tower, guide me to the top hold me from behind and give me a gentle shove rip my ribs out with your teeth, one by one by one play them like the grand piano, show them how its done lather your lips with venom, careful not to taste kiss me until my last breath, simply watch me break.

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