Poetry
I watched face to face
To my predator,
The seized tranquility
From her body."-" - "-" - "-" - "-" - "-"
But,
Savagery and fury,
Injected very deep
In his eyes."-" - "-" - "-" - "-" - "-"
His determined steps
Heading towards me
The veins of his neck were altered."-" - "-" - "-" - "-" - "-"
She was hurt,
On the floor,
About to fade away
Waiting for your moves
I opened my eyes
There was something stopping him
I steeled myself
And I started running
Without looking back."-" - "-" - "-" - "-" - "
With every effort
My wound was opening more,
Until I can bear the pain
And I fell over
Down,
I was sure that
I would get caught."-" - "-" - "-" - "-" - "
I am good In my own room
Still not believing all that,
Drenched with sweat.🍃Thank you for stopping by to read, with that little gesture you help me 😌😊and encourage me to continue writing✒📖, if you like the story, I would be grateful if you would leave me your vote🌟and some other comment 💬 on your part .
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