Fangs Poem by Amber Jones
Fangs
They haunt me
They tear their way through my heart
Ripping flesh
Beware their fangs
Pitch black is the darkness
If I listen, quiet, my screams will echo
Through the tunnel
in my head
Skin, cold, white
You push me down, and shove needle and thread
Through my lips, but
Still
I am laughing
They haunt me
They tear their way through my heart
Ripping flesh, but
I don’t care
I want them to hurt me
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