Hi guys!
Don't worry, if you subscribe to me. I fully intend to write the next chapter of SAW. I just stumbled across this poem I wrote three years ago (woooow...) and wanted to put it up. I like it. :)
Standard disclaimers apply.
Her breath is a howling wind in December
Her eyes are the assassin's dagger
Her touch is snow on bare feet
Her voice is a blizzard in full rage
Her laugh is the nightmare of mortals
Cruelty is her middle name
Her past is a graveyard of crimes
Her soul is a frigid shriek
Her heart is a demon's tooth
If it exists at all
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