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. :)

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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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