Wicked


The One That hurts

spork my eyes out
play with them if you please
peel my skin gently though
let my body slowly freeze

suck my blood from my veins
fill them with caramel chocolate
stab me right through my skull
serve my brain in mocha plate

chop my heart bit by bit
tear my flesh, tear it away
put small knots on my veins
undo them is game the to play

yet this pain will be less
to the pain you caused my heart
so honey whatever I said above
tell me from where should I start

*DEVILISH LAUGH*

from your eyes, or skin or flesh???
and repeat till you fall and plea
yet this pain will be less
to the torture you’ve caused me

*MWAHAHAHAHA*

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Categories: Poems | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Wicked

  1. Muhammad Saad Saeed

    no comments, poem’s title says it all. “Wicked”

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