04-14-2015, 01:14 PM
ouch...be careful what you wish for, eh?
Necromancer
You are lying before me,
opened.
I crave that dark crack--
an agoraphobic's safe haven--
a mother's gift--
the blessed womb.
My tongue will split you,
taste you inside out,
savor your life-bringing juices
before rigor mortis sets in.
Necromancer
You are lying before me,
opened.
I crave that dark crack--
an agoraphobic's safe haven--
a mother's gift--
the blessed womb.
My tongue will split you,
taste you inside out,
savor your life-bringing juices
before rigor mortis sets in.