Dec 11, 2025
02
My lovely valentine.
Under your skins, bright red shines
Mold to shape, tender and soft
Warmth and nice or it once was
Darling valentine forgive me please
The sharp knife is all I need
A Pang of pain! Blood runs down
From a hand we held for hours.
Beautiful valentine, my love, I promise
You won’t feel a thing when the wound is stitched
Cause’ your blood will rest in my veins
And your warmth will make me whole again.
My last copy of my zine was sold out last weekend. I figured I wanted to share all of the illustrations and poems I made. I hope you’d like them :)
You can search through them through my tag ‘Devourer of my Flesh’.
