Royal Bitch

At the end of the day
I stand and peel away
The clothes that I wear
On my face, laying aside
Society’s trappings
Propriety’s wrappings
The delicate lacings
Cobwebby and gossamer
A corset that binds
Mouth to my mind
Caging the beast that sits quietly
Yearning to run wild and free
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Yell Saccani – Artist
Run, should your path she should wander
Lest you be torn asunder
Monster Thy name is Murder
Would I go further
And call you a Savage Bitch?
If the machete fits use it
Kill it. Abuse it, make it scream in pain
None will survive her meandering eyes
Correctly you surmise
Those claws and teeth are their sharpest
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In the end you will gush
Bloodlust, it’s a rush
Your innards will litter the floor
Perhaps buried alive
Bound broken and begging
Bleeding and pleading
It will do you no good.

A right Royal Bitch, my Monster
She cares not for your words
You can’t change her mind
If she kills you
It’s always
With Love
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The Orphan Killer 2 Bound x Blood Coming Summer 2014
The Orphan Killer 2
Bound x Blood
Coming Summer 2014
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