I am the Bloody Valentine

this empty
want of food
will fill me
drink from this
my table-baby
break me
crave me

I can lick you
as I please
until my tongue
is raw
for two more days
of sacrifice
but sadness
in my mouth
for now
until my empty hunger

or until
my table-lady craves me
fuck me
suck me
save me

I'm waiting for your hair to change
I'm waiting for the sun
to re-arrange
my ugly friend
and darling one's
first trusted enemy's
third party
hear me scream

my twisted
triple tease

your ugly
fickle monster
hear me scream

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