kiss me,
beneath these flashing lights.
Play me,
make me quiver.
open me,
read me like a book.
Touch me...i said touch me,
reach in and clutch my heart in your hands.
cannibal,
taste me.
Sweat, fear, lust, tears.
Savor me, swallow;
seat me in the pit of your stomach.
And when you're done,
when you're through,
when my flavor becomes sour on your tongue,
vomit me, retch.
Me, with this tired heart of mine.
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