My Denouement Poem by Ailbhe Eighteen

Who would not fall for you?
Showing a very angelic countenance so true;
Alluring me with those pinkish cheeks;
And happy hands snaked on my hips.

I plucked the guitar and found you near me,
With irresistible obsession and love I did agree,
I hugged you tightly, crashing you in my arms,
And stabbing you non-stop with the dagger in my trams.

Why? Why did I do that?
Indecisive, I stood aloof in the corner with black mat,
And watch you bleed, you're really beautiful!
I picked the knife and shredded your body with desire insatiable.

I am sorry I'm doing this,
I need you to complete my course, my dish;
I need your flesh, your skin so bloody
I need you every piece of your body.

Yet I was tearing too much of tension,
And heard my mom calling my attention
''Hey wipe that tears and bring me that chopped onions! ''