The Black Scorpion
In the dark starless night
a creature crawled on the creepy path
dragging its eight crappy legs
with a rhythm unnoticed by folks.
He slipped stealthily into the blankets
the thickest ones available around
and lay their silently against its nature
bidding on time for the attack.
Raised he his poisoned tail
pierced its stinger deep
into that poor sleeping victim
inflicting pain sudden and strong.
He swayed his sides to its original
the ultimate black, in colour and heart
within and from the out
blending with the merciless crimes along.
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~Love, Bella
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