Your eyes are so shiny with tears
You're screaming
But I can't hear you
Over mozart's Jupiter
My ear buds nestled in nice and tight
Dragging the exacto knife
From just below your sternum
Trailing down between your labia
I have wondered some things
I have wondered
If I could stomach torturing you
But i wonder more wether or not
The soil could stomach
Your vile taste
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