Red Heart Exposed (WARNING: from my black book)
"nothing good can come of this"
you are still alive
"these beings are tied, tried and tired"
stab out only my eyes
"apprieciate what is unseen"
a black heart beats beneath
"under so much flesh and stone"
that sails the seas
"kept wild, free, yet undreamed"
on the expired leftover breeze.
feed on this, my bloodied, putrid beast.
on red hearts, not roses, alone I feast.
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Aztec!
Love the black book!
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