User:SoldierChick218

The Skin Taker Poem

Oh my dear Janice please do not cry,

Oh how you know how I falter.

Truth be told I have always loved you,

But you turn away as I slit thy wrists.

Don't run from me for I won't hurt you,

Or I might be lying through my teeth.

I sill rip your heart and grind it with skin,

But I will cry thy tears of nothing more than sorrow.

Oh my dear Janice why do you scream,

Oh why oh why is it I.

Truth be told i have always HATED you,

And I will gladly start to skin you.

And I will never forget your screams as they blind thy ears,

But don't forget that I had once loved you.

For now rest as I eat your delicious skin,

And watch your restless body with delicate crying eyes.

Oh my dear Janice...