Blood lustA Poem by Laymeto.restBlood lust
As she wipes at her eyes, to keep the tears at bay.
The blood replaces it and smears the day. It's all still surreal, The faint memory of your screams that echo inside her head Make it all too real How peaceful you now look, With a face twisted into the last thought you took. The tears didn't stop, but the laughter surely came. For she realised, she enjoyed playing this game. © 2017 Laymeto.restAuthor's Note
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