How dare I say,
ravens have made their way down into your moist and fleshy bits. A morsel, a meal, a sinful steal to peck away at your humanity! Beaks, all taught and hungry, talons all black and grungy gouging and scratching a flogging, a thrashing till your bones cry out for mercy! Keep watch for the crows, for theys knows where you are going! Haunting your every step, cooped and crouched toiled and slouched on the gutters and eaves like night bird thieves coming to take your soul! No deal with the devil, you say? No Lucifer to come and play? How dare I cackle? Blood-spit and Spackle Hi-jinx and hi-Jekyll Your dreams shall not end tonight!
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AuthorMolly Roland is a writer by nature, and she enjoys stepping over the invisible lines society loves to draw. Categories |