Don’t leave me here with her,
Her startling blue eyes glaze into mine,
The feelings that ponder off her are vicious,
Her eyes enlighten to the fact I act scared,
No gaze is strong enough to give her that much of a satisfaction.
I only worry at the knife gripped in her hand,
Palmed neatly with sweat as it rolls across your neck,
Lightly at first,
Falling deeper, she cuts like as if it was a sandwich.
My hands strike out to take the next blow,
But I am only an obstacle,
A test just keeping her from her prize,
She finds in funny, offering the knife to me,
She laughs deeply in crackles,
My hand goes to swipe the knife,
But she stabs it upwards into the tip of my hand.
She shakes her head in hysterics,
She mutters this and that,
My eyes widen in shock from the writhering blood,
Over her and me,
But the scene of blood disappears,
When he locks his eyes on mine,
Not letting them escapes.
“I could have died” I whisper in shock,
Now and then,
He smiles, bright and surprising,
“You did it though” he murmurs back,
“Now and then, anytime”
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