wish inside a handgun

Pointed away from her head
A paper wish inside a handgun
Folded up tiny
Don't worry boy her heart won't scream
Don't worry boy all she thinks is you got bored

And this wish lives
Hanging
Suspended
From nails in her neck
He rests his wish feet on
Her abdomen
He says, Please,
Woman, deliver me

While she was stroking you,
Boy, Don't worry boy her heart doesn't scream,
She was thinking about how
Lovely and gorey
It would be when you
Tore eachother apart

She didnt say I Love You,
Did she? She said "please and thankyou"
Like a good girl
But she stiffened,
Tongue still,
To hold in her revolting mind
But don't worry boy her heart doesn't scream

And she knows muscles ache
The more you use them
Because they are decaying
And being rebuilt
Stronger

She thinks every time
She makes your heart strain
She is making you strong enough
To handle her
Even though
When you do the same,
All it feels is like
Those heart fibers are
Becoming
A cage

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