… And I lifted that veil
That covered Her pale face
and stared into the crushing darkness
of Her eyes.
I was lost in a trance of delightful agony.
She licked Her blood red lips,
for She knew She had me
right where she wanted me.
I knew my life was dwindling at the very moment,
but I just couldn’t tear myself from those eyes:
Onyx stone, Black hole, Lord of the Void.
I knew the knife was behind Her back.
I could feel its cold, slender metal aching,
aching to taste of my red plasma.
Yes, I knew all along it was there
But I was lost in Her eyes.
She drew Her arm back as far as She could
and swiftly plunged the knife into the depths of my Soul.
A tinge of red was in those eyes now.
And I knew the deed was done.
I felt Life ease out of me,
but I just couldn’t look away….
Flowing, Rushing, Stealing Away.
My Life was fading fast.
So I looked down.
I broke the Death Glare and looked down
at the pool of blood at my waist.
I raised my arm…
I raised my arm
and saw the small cut on my wrist.
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