I dig my fingers into my eyeballs And scoop them around my skull Pulling apart pieces of gristle My finger tips slipping on exposed nerves I grab the knife and slip the pointed tip Along my stomach, entrails flowing out like a red flood Brains spilling out through my mouth Regurertated intelligence My liver spills out through the incesion I flick the knife, expanding the tear on my torso And pull out my still beating heart Blood spurting, like a glorious crimson fountain With my soaked fingers i dig into my cranium And pull out my spinal cord, glistening with slime I slowly pick up my eyeballs from the ground And peer into your soul....Birth sign: Virgo
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