Murder
Don Mac
22 Aug, 2013 03:21 PMBlack night face full of fright body rigid, tight scared to move feel like I am glued, to the spot strange what fear can do make you see and feel things that maybe are not there I wonder if I let you hurt me, will you care is that a type of caring painful sharing you cut me , I cut you gut you, like a pig stick your head on a pole lick my wounds, and calmly stroll , away leaving you to decay serves you right for mistaking me as a vulnerable stray a dog, a thing , I am none of those I perfect the pose, of an easy target but all said and done, I won, I am alive, you are dead dark night, like the title said
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