I was in it for the flesh in it for the blood it fed the heart and fulfilled the soul. It was the only thing I needed blood kept adrenaline it was the only thing that sated.

through a rolled up 100$ bill that reflection below died long ago and with these razors I’ll line the soul.

through flesh, beyond all the blood I still kept a part of myself. but by then the my demon won so I drained that bank as well.
© Rexican