Corner Of My Skull

I am in this dirty little place
With spiders within
The corner of my skull
My mouth a dark pit
Into which your
Droppings disappear
The speck of rust
In the center of my heart
Worries me very much
Many people breathe in
And out of me Okay!
And I am at ease
With this world
Only the speck of rust
Worries me like hell
You stripped me naked
Now you let me prowl
But you didn’t laugh
I feel no shame no cold at all
Why are you staring?
You wanted me naked
I toss my head off
I cry with agony
To make you laugh
But you only stare at me
I show you I am strong
You still stare at me
I tell you a joke
You still stare
I get it…
I must be your judge
First paint my face in detail
Then pluck my eyes out
Then cut my ears off
Then strip off my lips
Then smash my teeth out
Then burn the hair off
Then peel off my skin
Then my nose
Then this tongue
But first paint my skull
In all detail
Before you
Kill
Me

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