Cold Steel Poem by Blakk Moon

I smiled.............
An honest smile..

I stood there

watching her tremble
I chuckled a little

tiny tears trickled down her cheek

her mind was racing
i could see that..
As she begged
why..why me.........

Why not
I thought

The sounds of her whimpers
arouse me

I admire her beauty
i sure picked one

She mumbles a little prayer
as i stroke her hair
then..............

Her body tenses
her slight scream is muffled by
the sharpness

Her head drops to her chest
lifeless

The crack of the gun
echoes

across the night

I touch the last
trickle of life
from her soul

Odd......
Not nearly as much blood as i thought
there would be.