On the way to Death
On my way to death
I met a girl called Scar.
Her eyes were a murky mud colour
Her rib cage obliterated into mini millions
Her legs exploding with scars
Her pale white arms dripping with blood.
On my way to death
I met a boy called Blood.
He had repulsive dripping ruby red hair
His toenails odious and grotty
He was wailing pain like a wolf howl
His shoulders and arms slipping down his body like a slimy snail.
On my way to death
I met woman named Scab.
Her head covered ***** redness
Her eyes tagged in a game in game of stuck in the mud
Her legs as stiff as if she had just done a marathon
Her fingers aching in deathly pain.
On my way to death
I met a man called Bones.
His body clipping and clopping
Creaking and cracking as walked on the lava falls
Jumping out on innocent children and frightening their hearts out of them
His spine sizzling down his back and dropping down
onto his long legs.
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