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Choke Was there anything ever so literal…….? Eat your heart out. I would dine on it With the finest cutlery Smothered in a savoury sauce. I would dip into it with lady-like fingers And tear it apart with savage claws. I would hold it between my dainty teeth And rip into it with canine jaws. And when blood spurts - I hope it hurts. Was there anything ever so lyrical…….? Eat your heart out. I would take the life From your gushing arteries And wax poetic in blood words. I would rub it raw with my many harsh verses And smooth them away with imagery. I would take crimson words for a dream-world ride And snap back to cold reality. And when you die - I hope they cry. Was there anything ever so delicious…….? Eat your heart out……. And choke on it.
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