Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death (barbx) wrote,
Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death

Break Your Toys

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What are you? Aren't you an amusing little tidbit. Can I play with you?

You are much like my children, soft and red inside, easily broken, easily replaced. I think that your angel would not much mind if I broke you. I could give her another much better.

She has so much inside her, so primitive but so different. I delight in the jewels of knowledge I scrape from her depths. Oh, I think I've broken her. Nevermind, nevermind.

I am the angel Anael. You are mine. Soon all the sleepers shall be mine. What fun we will have. What secrets we will learn.

You are a destructive one. You have broken several of my children. Now I think I will break you. Yes, that is what I will do.

This is this and this is that;
Upon my spiken knee you crack.
Brick-a-brack to snap your back
Sun and stars, an old black hat!

***** END MESSAGE *****
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