Words I Teach Poem by Twisted Strange
Words I Teach
Bleed
through your scar
You make teh perfect sound
When your liquid runs out
That's just who you are
Deaths all around
Cut
through your heart
You make teh perfect scream
When your organs stabbed
You're making art
You and a knife a team
Breath
Through your trapped airway
You make the perfect screech
When you're tied down
Making this your last day
.......All These Words I Teach
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