Blood runs down her face, and naked body.
Evil clutches her soul.
Threatening with all its might to devour her.
Her breast ache as the cold hands clenches them.
Another kind of evil clutches a knife to her chest.
Slowly penetrating the skin.
She cries out in pain!
But her screams are never herd.
The evil condemned her life source till nothing else arose.
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Author:
McKinsey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2017 21:28
- Category: Gothic
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Comments2
nice. I enjoyed reading. ww
Thank you so much.
WELCOME ROSE ~ Thanks for a very graphic GOTHIC POEM ~ Awesome. Love the visual very sensuous ! Thanks for sharing ~@ more please ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Pleas check my POEMS ~ Thanks B
Thank you! Your welcome, its my favorite genre to write. I sure will check out your poems😊
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