The kill

They drag me down the alley
It’s raining cats and dogs
Remember, I am half-dead
I am cut
they take out a bean-shaped thingy
Followed by something spongy
Then goes my eyes
I can feel them
keeping their hands
inside of me

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The bridge

Dear boy, you’re full of humility
Breaking through to tell you this
At times you wish
you had someone to belong to
be unreciprocated or misunderstood words
Interconnected with blood

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