Together, With Love.

Strike of Malice

Written in collaboration with Frank, previously on Wattpad as @speeids

I stood there, and
watched on him, lifeless
Soiled with blood,
my best friend, no more.

His pale face showed no signs of life
A life, that had given itself to me.
I knew he would stab me back,
yet I was the one shouting with glee.

I can feel myself heating up,
suddenly a stranger to myself.
Love ran amok, and ended with the bloody knife,
embedded in the dress he gave me for our anniversary.

His promise lay broken, just like my shattered heart
Blood spewing everywhere,
slowly and steadily,
bringing back memories that weren't so lovely.

The darkness overshadowed,
all his dark fantasies.
that he had dared to follow,
leaving me half dreary.

Despair falling in my heart, no where to move,
Can't run away from my cold ass skin.
I found lipstick on his shirt,
I knew he had been preying on foreign meat.

Staining our sheets,
and I lost it.
Spark me up, the creature in my blood stream,
chewed me up for a passionate vengeance.

As I drove the knife once more,
his screams piercing through the empty walls.
The same walls that garnered our memories,
Now stood stained with crimson dews so ghory.

A reminder so gentle,
for failed infidels.
That karma can screw up,
even if you're a devil's angel.

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