Skin Dolls – 06/2005

Title: Skin Dolls
Date: June 2005
Genre: Horror

Explanation: During my younger years, I concentrated mostly on rhyming or free-verse poetry. Most of the poems from 2005-2008 are dark and depressing.

Skin Dolls

All your fucking pain.
Screaming through each vein.
Hold them in my hands.
Dollies made of skin.
I pray with your hands.
I think with your mind.
I see with your eyes.
You are of sin—
You are my dolly.
My pretty, pretty dolly.
You are my dolly.
Broken dollies made of skin.

Holding your insides.
Guts I’m lying in.
Drenched in your blood.
Red, blind; soul of sin.
I pray with your hands.
I think with your mind.
I see with your eyes.
You are of sin—
You are my dolly.
My pretty, pretty dolly.
You are my dolly.
Broken dollies made of skin.

Lying with your tongue.
Strangled in your hair.
You are my life force.
Black lungs starved for air.
I pray with your hands.
I think with your mind.
I see with your eyes.
You are of sin—
You are my dolly.
My pretty, pretty dolly.
You are my dolly.
Broken dollies made of skin.

Run with your feet.
Beg on your knees.
Swallowing your life.
My skin dolly with fleas.
I pray with your hands.
I think with your mind.
I see with your eyes.
You are of sin—
You are my dolly.
My pretty, pretty dolly.
You are my dolly.
Broken dollies made of skin.

You are my dolly.
Rag dolls made of skin.

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This poem was originally posted on Fictionpress on 04/10/2005
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2020520/1/Skin-Dolls

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