The Wicked Sickness

The man’s eyes speak desire as he stares at a beautiful vessel
They scan in search of sweet delights
His hands sway across every sweet spot
He smirks at unpleasantness
His mouth drooling from the buffet in front of him
As he reaches for the cookie, flesh peels from the bone
Unraveled is his sickness within
The wicked sickness steals sweets
Savagery will empty his stomach forever


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