She sits alone
Amazed;
She sits alone;
Afraid
Nobody bothers,
Her blood runs cold,
Her pulse slows,
She screams, silently
Escape is all she knows,
Alone, her blood runs,
The cold pierces her flesh,
Steel glint,
Fading,
Nothing
A demon awakes;
Approaches.
She is still here,
But it feels nothing,
Only cold thoughts
Cold thoughts of Warm flesh,
Warm bed,
Summer's nights spent.
She and Evil,
Spent together.
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