i’ve never met her

there’s this witch that i love
never met her, but i love her
she lives in a grotto or a cave or
a busted-up motionless airstream

there’s this creature that i love and
i’ve never met her, but i think she has brown hair or
black fur or a combination of colors you’ve never imagined with
these real yellow (maybe greenish) eyes you’ll want to stare at

there’s this thing that i love
i don’t know what it is, exactly, but i know it’s
got fangs and loves me at times and i know
it could eat me but (i think) it mostly wants to love me

i love her, and she could eat me
but she mostly wants to love me (i think)
she lives in a grotto or an airstream
her eyes are harsh yellow or harsh green

i’ve never met her, but i’ve seen her black fur at times
she changes often and she’s got fangs the size of my forearm
these fangs the size of my forearm so big and sharp that they could rip me
to pieces she could rip me to pieces (i think) that would be the best way to die

i don’t want to die, but i will have to if i can’t find her
she’s gonna rip me to pieces in a grotto with big fangs with
tufts of fur in colors you’ve never seen (i’ve seen her) and
she’s gonna eat me (i think) she’s gonna love me

rip me to pieces with your forearm-length fangs
pierce my skull with your yellow (maybe greenish) eyes
drag my body motionless to your airstream or cave because
i don’t want to die, but i will have to if i don’t meet you

there’s this love that i need and i can’t find it but i know that
when i do it may kill me and (i think) that would be the best way to die

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