The door slowly creaked open
A silhouette of death at the threshold
Shadows devouring any evidence of light
My heart tried to break free from its confines
With graceful steps you walked toward me
Footsteps so light it was as if you were gliding on air
There in the dark you held my stare
A cynical smile slides across your blood red lips
You ran your fingers around my face
And it’s sd if your hands are fire
You part your bloodied lips
And crash into mine
Slowly slide your tongue into my protesting mouth
At that second I could feel your venom burrowing inside me
Reaching its fatal fingers through my delicate veins
There in the dark my vision plunges into a deeper darkness
My subconscious conjures a bleak tomorrow
A gray tombstone with my name jaggedly etched
You standing over it
Midnight black dress
Raven black hair
Tears as thick and red as blood fall from your eyes
Trail down to my tombstone
Penetrating through the concrete
Suffocating me even in death…
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