The night for revenge
Night
Is blue
Blood
Is red
She is out at night
Her lips painted
Knife handed
She looks for him
Her lover
She walks in black
Veil on her face
Dark eyes
Black heart
She seeks revenge
She loves the pain
The pain he’ll feel
Her blade
His skin
Her hands
His blood
Her smiles
His cries
She finds him in bed still
They share pleasures
Red
Sweat drips
Deep breath
Heart beats
Blade in hand
She kills today
She punch his heart
And drinks his blood
“Ha ha the taste of revenge; sweet.
The look of revenge; red”
She says and leaves him still
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