"It's SHIT!"
Those mortals told me everyday of my life
Twisting my creativity into a swirling pile of crap to feed themselves upon
But now, my little ignorants, it's time for you to face the facts
Medicene isn't just to save people anymore
If they don't want me to give them their pills in a happy disposition
Then so be it.
Each time...you filthy little creatures
You get ill...I'll be there to stick you with
Fancy debased IV drips delicatly seeping goregous toxins into your crimson streams
Pulsing ever so slowly to your beating heart
To stop it in a rush, like a panicked driver stopping for a child, and crashing into oblivion
Blood boiling out of each and ever pore. Your skull THROBBING IN AGONY at your impending death
Of morphine and oxycotin slithering into each muscle and fiber
Pretaining to your being.
Feel as your brain literally melts,
Causing your body to spasm, twitch and contort into
Another peice of my GLORIOUS ART.
A contest entry
- Macabre Medicines! by Lost Vampyre Angel.
1200 points, ended August 24, 52 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wow this rwally is amazing in alot of ways that are so original to this and only this poem: my favourite part was this
Fancy debased IV drips delicatly seeping goregous toxins into your crimson streams
Pulsing ever so slowly to your beating heart
To stop it in a rush, like a panicked driver stopping for a child, and crashing into oblivion
Blood boiling out of each and ever pore. Your skull THROBBING IN AGONY at your impending death
Of morphine and oxycotin slithering into each muscle and fiber
Pretaining to your being.
its just ELECTRIFYINGLY ALIVE with imagery
thanks for entering
all my love
kitty xx
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