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The Woman

Held my breath, halted my step A solitary mansion, a sky with lightning The sound of footsteps A night so frightening As the footsteps came closer, The outcome became clear. I held my scream And waited for her to appear Death was inevitable But I refused to die That pale skin and black hair… Why can no one hear my cry? ‘Rawwwwhh’ she said As she proceeded to take my soul; To tear my skin, suck my blood Or eat me as a whole. A hand captured my foot My past decisions, I started to regret. She was the woman I killed How could I forget…

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Date: 1/30/2017 9:12:00 AM
Disturbing but very effective.
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Parisha Vasudeva
Date: 2/1/2017 3:37:00 PM
Thank you. There is a message behind it though. About how our past regrets haunt us in the future. Thank you, once again.

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