Grim Reaper: Gather round Children... Careful now, we don't wish to wake up my little princess... She is a fiesty dragon... Now I shall tell you a story that a young dame told me, when I came to take her life... It's a shame she killed herself after the deed... She was fair... I would have made her my bride, but....my love life should not concern you now! Here is her tale:
The way you scream
as I lead the blade
on your pale burned skin
rouses this demon
buried in the deepest part
of my psychotic mind
while your crimson blood
flowing like milk and honey
quenches the thirst
of my damaged heart...
Remember the wilted rose
that you gifted me
with pride and joy?
Well I shall plant it
in your thick skull
for maybe it will revive
after it receives
the nutrients from your mind
poisonous or not...
Now my darling
let us sound the trumpets
for the joyous part arrives!
I will take your hazel eyes
and wear it on my neck
after I etch on it
her image
maybe than you would be
with her for eternity...
(While I stay here,
embracing a pile of bones
and old memories preserved
in the windows of a stained
glass heart...)
MT~ 10 12 2014
Grim Reaper: I did not wish to include her death... perhaps next time I will tell you children.... Until then...
A/N: Should I remove the last part?(in the parenthesis) And tell me your thoughts.... Oh and also did you enjoy it? I'll try to update it as much as I can...
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