Chelsea Rose

I stare in to her milky eyes as she's hanging there
I love the way my fingers feel running through her hair
I hold her close and she would hold me
But, she has ragged stumps where her arms used to be

I kiss her ear, her throat, and her shoulder
Running my toungue on the meathooks that hold her
My wandering hands love the feel of her flesh
As tenderly I suckle on her rotting breast

.....Oh Chelsea Rose

Her bodies been torn completely in two
Leaving her pelvis as a big gaping wound
My erection is throbbing as I slide up in to
And whisper the words.....
I'll always love you!