-DividedWorld
As the knife slits her throught
Not a hint of regret
His victim's cries
Run through his mind
Limp body on the floor
Losing too much blood
She's already gone
Nothing anyone can do
He smiles to himself
The hunt is finally through
'I win'
'You lose'
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Here's a little story
PoésieA collection of poems and short poetic stories by different authors. If you would like to have your story put in here, send it to me via private message with title, correct spacing etc. as I will copy it directly from there. Stories must be short, 7...
