i wElCoMe wOuNdS OnTo mY FoRm, AnD PoEmS FlOw fRoM ThE TrApPiNgS Of mY SkIn. EvErY CuT LeAvEs bEhInD A VeRsE. eVeRy sCaR, a lInE Of sCrIpTuRe eTcHeD InTo fLeSh bY LiViNg aNd iNdIfFeReNt mOtHeR FuCkInG FaTe aLiKe. ThE PuLsE Of wIlL NeVeR FaDeS. nO MaTtEr hOw mUcH I HuRt mYsElF, oR AlLoW MySeLf tO Be mOtHeR FuCkIn' HuRt, It rEmAiNs. pUlSe iS EvErYtHiNg. PuLsE ItSeLf iS FuCkIn' PoEtRy. iT Is tHe sAcReD RhYtHm bEnEaTh aLl tHiNgS. tHe pRoOf tHaT DeSiRe sTiLl uP AnD MoVeS, mY DeArS. i'vE LoSt mY OwN PuLsE MoRe tImEs tHaN I CaRe tO AdMiT. bUt i'd sEeK YoUrS OuT AlL ThE SaMe. WiTh mY LiPs pReSsEd tO YoUr lIfElInEs aNd mY ClAwS ReStInG In yOuR SuPpLe, EaGeR FlEsH. hOnK.
Kult: +54
Kull: +30
Total: 84
Ratio: 1.80


