The elevator broke
now death played
with you all night.
- Hell's Deal
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Sometimes monsters are real, sometimes Hell is fictional, but both have impacted many lives. So, take seat with some coffee and enjoy this poetry collection.
A/N - This is my entry into the September is literate contest that is hosted by WP_Poetry. In this contest we have to pick book and write a poem about it. I decided to write about This Savage Song and Our Dark Duet both by Victoria Schwab. These two books are my favourite books of all time. To be far I like Our Dark Duet a little bit more then This Savage Song. With this poem I took some inspiration for the poem from This Savage Song.
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And now onto my poem. I decided to do things a little bit different. Ok, so Wattpad doesn't like my idea. Which was to have two poems within one, but it doesn't like having lager spaces in-between words. So, I am going to bold certain words. After reading the whole poem read just the bolded words. As I want to keep the idea of two poems within one and this is the only way.
Canine teeth hooked on flesh. Meat was meat, no matter the shape or size.
Subway stations were painted in shadows. This was their dark palace and no creature would dare enter.
Hissing and in-human sentences became background music. Nail scratches became paintings And shadows become the walls and floors.
He watched with blood stained eyes. Always safe behind city'slights.
He turned, saw how the carpet was drenched and walls were repainted in crimson.
"Do you always have to make a mess." He said to the girl licking her fingers.
Eyes met his when as she stepped over the bodies that look more like worn out rugs then humans.
"It's less fun, if I keep my hands clean." She replied
"It won't be long before this city is ours and you can have all the fun you want."
