The quarrelling heart that beats in your chest,
Brings silence in your anger, death in your wake
One day I'll tear it out with my teeth, devour your devastation
Stomach the muscle, flesh, and fear in names of my devotion
Clean the pooling blood with my stained skin, and I'll have you know
Even in your last breath, you had me on my knees
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PoetryA LIT MATCH IN AN UNLIT HOME THREATENING TO BURN BURN BURN my late night words for late night viewers
