Love Bites

I'm going to love breaking your heart.
It's going to spurt all over my new flannel.
And while your withering in pain,
You can hear me chuckle and hum,
A little melody to play with along with your screams.
It's not like I intended for this to happen.
You were just an easy target.
Hiked up my dress like a bated hook.
And you caught my line.
I reeled you in like trout.
You didn't even wriggle until I snapped your spine.
Pathetic.

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