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Silver

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Red
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Black
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And white
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Gasps
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Screams

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Silence
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Then laughter

It could be a painting
A song
A dance
A theatrical scene even!

That sweet sound
Of your raw pain filled
cries
You beckon for mercy?
Or do you beckon for more?

Well if I were to show you mercy...
It shall be given in the form of
A long sharp blade
Pierced through your heart
To put an end to your 'suffering'...
This will only end the joyous rush
But will surely put an end to your ear splitting squeals

Sovereign eyes reflect upon stainless steel
Those once dark empty pupils
Dilate from the sweet lust
Still thirst for that rust scented
warm crimson goodness
That seems so much more captivating --as it is-- under the light of a full moon.

Fantasies of drenched palms
tainted in your blood
Swirl through a dazed mind
My thoughts shift to reality
As I behold the wonders of the act

'How can I get away with this?'
'Will someone find me here?'
'And what about ... them?'
I questioned anyone willing to give an answer whilst I
Stare down fondly
at what's left of your face

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