Tuesday, December 9, 2008


Grey-blue eyes, locked onto his;
He matches the gaze, smiling subtly.
A low quick blur.
Wet burning agony;
The blade sinks in, cutting deeply.

Out of focus grey-blue;
Unwavering, unblinking.
Moving closer, her lips brush past his neck;
Twisting the blade, her cheek to his, she whispers softly;
The words sink in, cutting more deeply.

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