“Girl, Creature.”
Ugly, tainted, putrid.
She must die.
Fly up out into space,
Break through the hemispheres
And fly.
Rip apart your skin,
Peel off your muscles and
Morph into that evil creature.
You ugly girl.
You must die.
Let your capillaries bust open,
You bleeding creature.
Go to hell in your ectothermic skin,
Copy your surroundings and
Burst into flames.
You know you must die,
You bleeding girl.
Tonight the blade won’t save you,
The stars will only hate you.
Just jump off the moon and spiral
Into your impending doom.
Dear Creator,
You know she must die.
That filthy being cannot live
Inside.
Hit her.
Chuck to the brain.
Bash her brains out.
Bask that ugly girls guts about.
Insane.
Break through the glass globe
That surrounds this animal and
Aim.
Shoot.
Creator, shoot.
Girl, die.
I know I must fade.
I know this should die.
.Alyss.
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