Sharp and silver
Could only be compared
To the crescent moon
Stained by raspberry jam
The Jam not sweet nor edible
Those eyes I descibe as the night sky
The shien and twinkle the stars
But now the stars don't shine
The sky now somber and dull
She now sleeps an eternal slumber
Her snores cannot be heard
Becuse she no longer snores
Sleeping on the floor, she needs no bed
She lays in the most uncomfortable position
Red wine on the carpet and shirt
Rapsberry jam must have spilled
If you left rose pettels in the puddle
The colour would mix and dissolve
I hold the raspberry stained knife
Wine dripping from it
A hand reaches towards me
I chuckle knowning that it can't stop me
In this room fill with Raspberry jam and Red wine
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Short an' Sweet Stories
Short StoryShort and sweet stories, all originals. Some Hand written and others Digitetaly typed. Some Chapters/Parts long, some short. Some may be fairy tales and some fanfictions. This book is a mix between the Classical and Mordern stories. Enjoy them with...
