When the Princess Turned Into a Witch

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Last night, I dreamt about you.

You were there,
knees bended,
watery eyes,
hands in prayer position.

You were right in front of me,
crying,
begging for forgiveness.

"I won't do it again. I promise."
I could feel the sincerity in every words you spit out.
I could see in your eyes that you're dead serious.
You were not lying.

But, it didn't feel enough for me.

So, there I went to the kitchen,
get the knife,
and sliced every parts of you
I wanted to slice.
I stabbed all the parts of you that hit my skin,
every single inch of it,
and partied in your overflowing dark evil blood.

Just to be sure that you'll do what you promised,
'cause I don't trust you,
I cut slowly your beloved jewel
and let you swallow it.

I've never been so happy in my life.

— could've been better if i didn't wake up.