art by nekosnicker
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Driven by the fire
Twixt the ashen mire
Of their hearts
Blood
Red
Skies
Circling the sky
Spark the vulture's eye
I was raised by the wolves
I was torn by the night
This scent
I know
So warned
The Crow
Approach
The storm
Become
Their whore
—
In one swift rend
I am gutted of innocence
Now a nine letter word, my visage erased
Perished in the drones of
Playboys and bastards
"To our health, to our wealth"
Yet he is no one, a mere pup
Pray his silence is heralded in
Perfumes of gunpowder and meat
Were I the yolk of singed flesh
Instead of the conspiracist's daughter
Would then the blood
Be forgotten?
Burn the wallflower
Loneliness empowers
—
We evolved to love
And you held me like a cancer
"The necessary evil"
So I became you
And you laughed
It's a joke to you
Silly boy