Serial Sweetheart
She is watchful and ambitious in a nail biting fury
Another new victim another story
She pulls him in and caresses his mind
There in the darkest of nights where she finds
Keys are clicking faster and wild
The pupils of her eyes grow and her beat is riled
A tale and a lie or two, perhaps
A phone numbers and address now check out the maps
What to share where to go from here?
What will I say what will I wear?
A dab of makeup and perfume on her wrist
Her heart is rushing the thrill persists
Last but not least on go her black heel
Her mind is moving like a spinning wheel
Down the street she makes her way
A smile of nervousness and she’s ready to play
Will he be there will he look like his picture?
She wonders if he’ll like her or will he be her stricture
So they met and they smiled and carried on with there conversation
In the quiet of their minds falling to deeper into temptation
He took a chance and asked her to go home
Her eyes were perky and eager to roam
His lips were sweet his hands were warm
Soon enough it was time to perform
He turned his back to pour the wine
A chill of madness ran up her spine
She pulled out her bag and found the dagger
And struck him in back where he stood and staggered
She finished the deed and ran the course
She had to hit him with a powerful force
Her mind was cleared and free from the rush
She cleaned up her hands and watched his blood run in a gush
His fluids continued to prevail across the floor
On she went with no apathy or shame
Beware of the serial sweetheart she kills for fame
( Fiction)
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