he wanted a piece of cake,
so i gave it to him,
he wanted five candles,
so i lend it to him,
he wanted a knife,
but i refused.
he persisted,
i stood my ground.
he then glared at me with his piercing eyes,
i fell back.
knife fell on the cake,
candles slowly died out.
shooked was i,
bloodlust had he,
i cried out,
normal party it was supposed to be,
bodies piling up,
my stomach twisting itself,
his first wish was fulfilled,
while my last wish,
had died.
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The Raven in the Night
PoetryA collection of poems made by yours truly, me! Weekly Poems 2022/2023/2024 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The Raven in the Night About a boy slowly discovering what he truly is + This collection of poems are about parts of me and how I live and see my world.
