you didn't get what i sent you
pouring magical potion in to your brain
to keep you from sucking me dry
i will not be tricked again
i hear your thoughts off in the distance
like nuclear bombs going off
escaping from the shrapnel
in the mist of the war
i discovered some tools
breaking apart the rust
cleansing them with blood sounds good
crafting a disturbing re apearance
devouring the new and disposing of you
breaking everything down
the pain will go aways for those of you
who haven't abused it