2 November 2012
Inky black swirls, Snapping in the breeze, As it unfurls, It hides her to tease, I slice the air, With the sharpest of knives, Without a care, She escapes with a dive, Solid marble arms, Hold me down too still, First I was harmed, Now she plans to kill, Her skinny fingers, Claw at my blood stained sides, The feeling lingers, As I watch her decide, How will she kill me? And after, what comes? As I'm planning to flee, Her blood floods my lungs.
*Inspired by Anna in 'Anna Dressed In Blood' by Kendare Blake*
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