Hiding in the shadows
Of the metal man at dusk
Your blood runs free and dark
Like a pool of melted rust
Lie down like a carcass
Of a squirrel my father shot
Like a child you've survived,
But like a nymphet you will rot
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Word Vomit
PoetrySome of these are super old, I just wanted to put some of my old stories and such out on here and get more familiar with writing by uploading small things into this. I hope you enjoy! Tw for suicide, self harm, eating disorders, all that fun stuff
