Suit yourself when you flavor your favor and lure victims into watery beds.

Claim to drag them down to your level is the only way to make them

understand you better.

Hear your gravely sweet lying voice telling them how you felt as the bloodied victim.

They are blissfully unaware of how you howl in the night and use the darkness to create operations of covert killing and maiming.

They don’t know that with each swipe across their necks brings you happiness.

It excites you into motion, how well you color your hits with such a smooth method.

Following every rule to the letter before building a desert to lure and abandon them in.

The few survivors say that your fear will flower against their mountain and wither in neglect.

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About ingridfalconi

I'm a married mother of three and a published author.
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