Simulacrum from Unspeakable Things by The Obliging Victims

With these two hands I made it from fallen leaves and mud and blood and a lock of your hair I put your red dress on it and left it there waiting for nightfall

Then lit the candles one by one black wax melting and dripping staining the circle I drew on the floor
Now wake up and open your eyes

I’ve had some time to reflect and I’ll be just fine with you gone
I made my own version of you who won’t just leave when she’s done
with me
Sweet simulacrum

I heard her footsteps on the stairs and waited there anticipation making me squirm she looked exactly like you except her eyes were black and endless and swirling with stars

But she only says things that I wanna hear never anything ugly or mean
Even with worms falling out of her hair
She’s the most beautiful girl that I’ve ever seen

So just go lose my number and find yourself someone new
Her breath might smell like a graveyard I still prefer her to you
My sweet simulacrum

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