Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
I has an itchy
Like an addict, I tingle.
Indiscernible bugs crawling
Up and down my appendages,
Feeling their way underneath.
Methods, have I,
To rid myself
Of this infestation.
Disfigurement upon desire,
A whim,
A depth I can feel.
Shear away sentiment,
Flesh being felled
Away to release the handsome
Red that flows beneath.
And the smile, and
Heedlessness
That spread throughout
My being, giving me giggles
And fits of ire
I can't control,
Making me sick.
Making me sick...
They all stare for they all know.
And I give them more to gnaw.
How I would release my core
Forever more, to dine in
Rapture with my dreadful gaffe.
Psychosis going paranormal,
I am a cherry on the sly.
A paragon of the typical.
My name is sharp,
I will stab, but
Only me.
5-11-10
Indiscernible bugs crawling
Up and down my appendages,
Feeling their way underneath.
Methods, have I,
To rid myself
Of this infestation.
Disfigurement upon desire,
A whim,
A depth I can feel.
Shear away sentiment,
Flesh being felled
Away to release the handsome
Red that flows beneath.
And the smile, and
Heedlessness
That spread throughout
My being, giving me giggles
And fits of ire
I can't control,
Making me sick.
Making me sick...
They all stare for they all know.
And I give them more to gnaw.
How I would release my core
Forever more, to dine in
Rapture with my dreadful gaffe.
Psychosis going paranormal,
I am a cherry on the sly.
A paragon of the typical.
My name is sharp,
I will stab, but
Only me.
5-11-10
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I has an itchy
I has an itchy
