Endia Lillie
Sep 9, 2018 · 1 min read

Saturday, September, 8th 2018

His Grave

I dug his grave and saw his bare body
I poked around his anatomy
Seeking the wound

Next I rape his conscious
Soaking every flaw
Whether or not imagined

Nevertheless; insecurities
Blood I can drink

It tastes so sweet

Are you really what you say? Or what I want you you to be?

It's your demise, otherwise
Choose wisely

Until then, I'm idle by your side waiting for my time to rise

Say bye to all your pretty lies and swallow your pride
Or
Take them to your grave
You swine

Endia Lillie

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