Talking With The Devil.

Witnessing the beauty,

Watching every wrinkle

On her pale skin

Is intoxicating

After a murder.


Finally a smile forms

And justice is done

By a swift slice to the neck

Of an ignorant one.


I’ve trained her well

She listens in admiration for what i have

Or lack

That’s why i use her for my midnight attacks.


Holding her distance at arms length

Was her idea,

I’d rather haunt her insides,

For now this will do though

Patient and lifeless

I need her for my ultimate move.

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