Violet
I met a monster this evening,
she watched me quietly
her eyes matched my own.
"I think I love that color on you."
As to what she laughed at, I did not know.
She ran her hand down my spine
her eyes narrowed as she smirked
her lips pulled back to reveal her teeth,
and then her's were on mine.
She bit right in
and pulled back out
when did my lip start bleeding?
"Sweetie, I think I love that color on you."
I turned my eyes down from the mirror.
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