Take this heart turned black long ago.
Once had pumped my blood that would flow.
You always thought it was yours to own,
but now my poison strips flesh from your bone.
You dig in my flesh, used veins as a guide,
caused me to giggle while feeling inside.
Nothing to hide knowing that you will die,
while I lay on this slab, no fear in my eye.
Emerging the demon I knew that you were,
your caulfing up lies that cause mind to blur.
Death is much sweeter than life that you gave,
there’s nothing more this corpse has but a grave.
No longer your slave eyes no longer shut,
as you hover over this venomous slut.
And once you think your free of it all,
that’s when my poison will cause you to fall.
No go fly away, torn heart in your hands,
and find a new victim for narcissist plans.
Just one last thing while you revel in glory,
I whispered the words; “Momento Mori..”
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