Challenge
give me a glimpse into your twisted mind
let's get honest with eachother. write a micropoem (a very short poem) about one or more of your raw thoughts. don't be scared; i'm all twisted up too. oh! and HEY! twisted doesn't have to mean ugly, u know?
Murder
Let me unhinge you .
Limb from limb .
Bone from bone .
Brain from skull .
Ribs from spine .
I'm curious you see ,
As to how it looks .
It might help my writing...
If I see it in person...
Nothing more .
You can trust me .
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Maybe not...
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This is going to be fun .