Oh Heinety, canst I change thy name
So your skin singes with every lick of the hot searing flames,
Cringes,
evaporates,
To the tune of animal cries of deranged rage.
To sightless eyes hungry for blood.
To drugged thoughts craving to crush.
To the joy that comes from seeing pain.
Oh Heinety, thy name is mindless violence,
on an orphan girl,
The dispensable sacrifice.
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