Skeleton Fetish


You would starve without me
Skeleton Fetish
Skinny ribs
Your heart caged in
A battered rose
Sewing the needle
into your patchwork skin
Look a little a hungry
weak and weary
I’ll sell you my soul
Feed you flesh
Drink my marrow
Give you my heart

Think of a vision

You have a story to tell..
Mouth shut and sewn
it open
The unspoken has spoken
There are no more liars
No more sinners
No more lovers
No more fighters
No more doubt
No more tears
No more Prisoners
No more Sufferers
You are free..

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