I finally stopped. But everything went black. "Did you lose your mind? Let her go!" This customer was mad, suffering from withdrawal and nothing to satisfy himself. I was ready to shoot. So did he.
A thud, then a body fell heavily to the ground. I took her in my arms, she seemed relieved. She looked at me as if she already had forgotten what had happened. Her eyes filled with innocence. She smiled gently. It was over.
Her smile faded as a red rose that turned black.
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Black Rose
PoetryOur first time made me feel like I was tasting a forbidden fruit. The company of stars and the moon as witness, that night lasted an eternity. And I knew at that moment how it feels to be at home. She deserved better than me. But she chose to stay...
