All you ever wanted was my flesh.
You took and you have taken.
Not one ounce of blood was shed.
I was hoping I could've grabbed the blood that did to put it back in its vessel.
Tears were shed.
You took those as well.
My mouth,
Dry.
My skin,
No longer is.
I was nicked to the bone.
No longer a trace of what once was my tender flesh.
There was greed in your eyes.
A knife you took.
It was inches from my body.
What more do you want that you haven't already ripped away from me?