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Dark World
Evil walked softly that night
slipping into the crevices
of his soul.
His walls of protection
eroded while despair
exuded control.
His heart, once a
bastion against life’s
deadly throes,
Sat dangerously dark,
black like a murder
of crows.
He sought the innocent,
the weak, the
tender youth;
Prepared to ensnare,
to taunt and torture with nail
and deadly tooth.
He eyed the throng
and waited for the loner,
to fall back from the pack.
He smiled seductively,
drew the weak one in
for his unmerciful attack.
She was lost in his arms,
boldly begging, pleading for the touch
of his deadly lips.
He slid his tongue
over her neck while his hands rubbed,
slid down her hips.
She moaned as he pierced
the skin and hungrily drank
her death through the dark red blood.
He smiled as she died,
quenching his needs
with her life force flood.
Then silently he slipped away
into the night’s depths,
both empty and sated;
Lost in the dark world
filled with the loneliness
he owned and created.
