I only saw you from the waist down at first
My mind had a twisted thirst
I didn’t notice your eyes or your face
Just everything below your waist
Next I saw your chest
I noticed the way that you perked up your breasts
As if you wanted something
Like a wolf I watched intently
I chose not to hear as you screamed
I chose not to see your tears
I embodied all your fears
And I just consumed the part of yourself you miss the most
I came in close
And whispered in your ear
While in your tears
You drowned
“I only noticed you from the waist down”
About the Creator
Broken Walls
I don't really know what I'm doing; I'm starting to think that maybe that's okay.
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