ABHORRENCE
I strip off my skin called you.
I don't feel pain.
Because I am not you.
In spite of our pledge,you can't hold my swollen hatred any more.

Even I am not allowed to scratch my itchy body.
Only allowed to devour the fellows and feel malice with my whole body.

Please let me eat you.
It is not a wicked talk.
It is natural.
How could I live in different ways.
Before my heart stops feeling nothing...Eat me.
Hatred nearly bursts.