The blood cuddling screams
And The flow of thick red metallic liquid
Satisfied his growling bloodlust
And Pleasured his sadistic mindHeartless, Ruthless, Assassinator
Were the adjectives defining him
And He being the killing machine
Remained aloof from being kindUnknown to conscience and empathy
He lacked the sense of guilt & remorse
And he only way known to him
Was the ruthless demonic tyrannyPeople called him, a monster
Medical entitled him as a Psychopath
But only his inner locked self knew
What's it to be broken, to feel uncannyWith a sinful & devilishly handsome face
A sinister grin tugged his lips
Every time his lips replaced with smirk
His steel grey eyes turned coldHe locked his inner golden self
Far away somewhere aloof
In the age of playing with toys
His fingers gripped a gun to holdBut far across the tormented beings
Never imagined in their wildest dreams
Their tormentor who's a nightmare himself
Can also face the terrific nightmaresEvery time down his memory lane
His biological mother abandoning him
Got visualized in his brain
Haunted the fact, that he actually caresAnd Every time his chest tightened
Light tried to sneak out through the cracks
The memories haunted his dream
Extinguishing the fire, turning his Soul hollowJust like autumn is beautiful because
Everything's dying, so was he , beautiful
Because there's nothing inside him alive
Waking up his ruthless demons to showHis eyes, so void , so empty and so cold
That it sent shivers down the gazers
But along with this , his Soul was also void
That crunched him every time like a hammer.But it happened on one fine night
His cold steel grey eyes stilled against hazel orbs
As thick locks of chocolate brown flickered his face
And caused his void soul to warmly shiverRuthlessness met innocence, devil met angel
The Angel who quietened his demons
And for the first time in forever,
The monster inside him fadedThe stars inside him began to shine
He felt a lil happy, a lil peace
He smiled a little more
But again his obsession & addiction were addedHe was a lil more selfish, a lil less selfless
He chose to drag the angel to the darkness
Being ready to turn devil's hell into heaven
For , he knew, he could have an eternity in numbered daysSo was the angel, her heart fluttered at his sinful face
And she chose to kiss away his demons feebly
She became his redemption, his salvation
And they gave into what their heart said always~Mᴏᴜʟɪ❤️

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Dusk & Dawn
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