Love is a Beast

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
"The prey of the beast screams bloody murder, the line is so fine between hoping and hurting. Former believers, they beg for release..." -Concrete Blonde ((For you, my Mistress, my Niniane. I am sorry.))

Submitted: February 07, 2009

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Tooth and nail, flesh against flesh. The snarls of the beast echo off the rocks, death will be dealt this night.

Locks of hair conceal a perfect face, twisted into rage and pain. You have never looked more beautiful, my love.

Hate smoulders in her eyes, her blade gleams in the moonlight. She comes for me, she comes for me.

The gaping, bloody wound in her chest shimmers with blood. My dagger drips rubies, her heart is in my hands. I have done this, I have done this to her.

I offer up my breast, bared before her unsheathed blade. It is fair, it is just. It is war, and I have already killed her.


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