She Was Too Shabby Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

She Was Too Shabby



She was too shabby but enticing;
Her claws would kill her
Wanting to lay just one scratch
Upon my alert, pink skin

I eye her from a safe distance
She snarls, she writhes
A pain engulfs her
She pleads to complete a murder

An empty shell
Of what was once
An unfathomable goddess of a woman,
She is fading, almost gone

She attempts to hit me hard
But suddenly she breaks;
Blood trickles down my wrist,
I quickly wipe them off

Someone called my name
I spun around, spun away
With a glance at my bleeding reflection;
The beautiful savage weeps

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