- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Pretty Girl
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***Dedicated to those that took a leap of faith and landed in hell instead of the heaven that was promised******
Fingers of ice grasp the handle
Chains of steel encircle the figure
Blood flows down the delicate wrists as the struggle ensues
Entering a tunnel of doom they said
Nay not I
You will see "pretty girl"
Fear fills her eyes as His steel eyes reflect nothing but death
Destruction so pungent you could taste it on the air
"Pretty girl" don't you know?
Tears run freely down the marked face
No longer beautiful porcelain features, rivlets of flesh missing
Yanking harder against the chains
Screams of mercy pierce the night
His wicked laugh the only response
Pretty girl He says low and guttural
Don't you know yet?
Not to meet blindly off the Internet
The price to pay for her life was
No one would ever call her "pretty girl" again
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