HeartlessA Poem by Pure HopeMystery series prompt- K for KillerBlood is freezing in his veins, nobody even knows his name, take the heart, his claim to fame. the urge echoes its deadly cry, packs his tools, its time to fly, girl is working, he will stare, waits 'til she thinks no one's there, he sneaks up set to ensnare. there will not be a heart to keep, joy in hacking her made him weep, tonight he'll have comforting sleep. © 2013 Pure Hope |
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