Dedicated to IcyCrystalwave
(A descriptive fictional poem)
Pulled into an endless void,
falling in darkness,refusing to be toyed,
the girl fell n fell,
the time elapsed,she couldnt tell.
Slow n slow she remembered with a start,
the thrust of the dagger in her lover's heart,
the lovely sound of the heart beat fade,
the wonderful music that death had made.
The exotic music of blood gushing,
the night secluded,quiet n shushing,
the ruby red liquid tainting,
the white walls like a painting.
The magical sounds of his breath,
gasping,choking filled with death
slow n slow his breath caught
struggling,silence it came to a stop.
The beauty of the night got over,
she stared into the eyes of her lover,
his eyes filled with horror and dread,
what a waste of life she thought he led.
She loved each and ever moment of it,
the struggling,the horror,every little bit,
it refreshed her,made her feel good,
made her alive,anyway it could.
She fell n fell,
deeper n deeper into hell,
but all she felt was her insane contentment,
which never for once,turned to resentment.
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