The Murderous Den

She was gazing into big blue eyes, Believing all his lies. He lured her towards his den, His heart she thought she would win. He looked her up and down, liking what he found. He was so cunning, She never saw it coming. He tried to take advantage of her, By then her murder was sure. She backed up into the bar, She was smart by far. She reached into her pocket, She found her locket. She saw the knife, It was a battles for her life. She reached over and grabbed the hilt, She slowly gave it a tilt. Through her heart she stabbed, It took only one small jab. It would of been murder, If she let it go further.