Till Death Do Us Part Poem by Nicolas Lusk
Till Death Do Us Part
I sit over her body covered in blood, she tried to scream but is only able to gurgle blood oozes out of her mouth, her severed tongue hangs from her smashed jaw, a mixture of bones and tissue clearly visible through her torn skin. I sit and ponder at what I have done. Thinking I may be wrong, but sanity finds me once more as i plunge the makeshift knife into her eye. Sleep my love, it will be over soon.
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