He grinned a Cheshire grin
A sadistic web to spin
I recoiled as he leaned in
Blade to throat here, once again
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His skin was paper white
Over brittle bones stretched tight
Amber eyes that glow like lights
glazed with irony and spite
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Spindly shadows grasped his ankle
With his darkness, he did tangle
Reveal yourself, O hidden angle
His Cheshire grin looked rather mangled
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His mask battered, bruised, and broken
Hateful tears shed words unspoken
Trembling hands reach for the token
To sooth pain that would not lessen
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My fingers grasped his crumbling shoulder
Mortified, grieving composure
No relief once shadows plunder
Sordid emotions, raw with hunger
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He relaxed as my arms wrapped him
enfolding him, cautious compassion
I gently coaxed him into laughing
A Cheshire grin, wrapped up in satin