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[prettybeachboy]

Alright. I told Kyouya I'd write him a poem about biting.

So.

I did.

...Yeah, I really have no idea, either.

-Soft Bite-

Soft flesh yet firm
Try to defend
'Gainst teeth so sharp
That rip and rend

Pearl white edges
Pierce down and through
They draw out blood
That once was blue

A few more bites
A final blow
Whose marks they are
You'll never

Comments

[bitendency]

It rhymes.

[prettybeachboy]

It does.

[bitendency]

Poems were meant to rhyme.

[prettybeachboy]

Traditionally, yes.

[bitendency]

I'm debating over whether you deserve a thumb or not.

[prettybeachboy]

Let the icons persuade you.

[bitendency]

Hm.

[prettybeachboy]

[bitendency]

Fine.

[prettybeachboy]

That's the spirit.

[bitendency]

Tch.

[prettybeachboy]

It's like pulling...well. Teeth.

[bitendency]

Is that another metaphor?

[prettybeachboy]

Yes, yes it is.

[bitendency]

You are prohibited from making any more metaphors.

[prettybeachboy]

How about similes?