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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