THE blood soaks through her skin like how snow would melt on a summers day:
Fast and demanding.
Her senses cannot be touched, a tangible result for anyone who doesn't deserve her.
The blood soaks through her skin like how a snake strangles its prey:
To the death.
How it wraps around, coiling and trapping her with no escape and air.
The blood soaks through her skin like how a glass bottle falls to the ground:
Shattering and breaks.
It pierces her hand wide open, the wounds coming alive like a new birth.
The blood soaks through her skin like the way she killed him in the first place:
With fear yet pleasure.
How her cheating husband screamed for his life, and the only thing she rememberd was till death do us part.
The blood soaks through her skin like how she took her last breath:
For the last time.
As she lay next to a red pool creating her own, how they finally mixed and how they finally connected.
The blood soaked through...
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Poetry❝All the lies we promise And all the chapters in our lives. How do we know what is right or wrong this time?❞ Random poems by a random girl 🖤 Highest ranking: #1 in Poembook #7 in Poetry #3 in Poems Started: 27/1/19 Completed: 30/5/19
