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i crouched
hunched
over the pieces
of glass
slight girl
glittering shards
with sharp
toothed mouths
they want
to taste my blood
feel the warmth
of my skin
pressed up against
cold clear
bodies

feet dirty the
nails too long
smiling
grinning
humming
to myself
welcome my
friends welcome
to the machine

tuneless song
jittering in my
hands
grab the glass
with two hands
and watch it
cut into my
skin
the slickness
of blood
the clear tongue
lapping at
the crimson
droplets

he fucked me
and i liked it
glass up
my cunt
let it incubate
the scrape
and shuddering of
my skin
crying down
there with
blood tears
that slip down
my thighs
clench my thighs
together and
remember how
he felt in me

agony pure
a high clear note
throbbing in
my head
there is the
sound of screaming
who is that?
tears slipping out
from eyes
squinched together
in pain

give birth to
sticky wet blood glass
cry sit
on the ground
feel my insides
weep
a puddle of blood
between my legs
too early for
menstruation
false blood
impure

see his face
in the black throb
in my head
and feel the
coldness of
my hands

he fucked me
and i liked it

i had to
whimpers
lips dry i lick
them

if i didn't
then what was
he doing up
there in me?
stickiness between
my legs
pain that spirals
high up into
the sky castle
in the air

i had to
chant under
my breath

i had to