This is a Shoone one-shot poem/drabble thing I wrote that is 100 words. Don't worry, I'm still working on "Resistance", this just sort of came to me.
Tainted Lullabies
Her silhouette casts shadows
Over his exposed heart
And her touch is warm and inviting
Her fingers shackle him
Cruel and unforgiving in their plight.
Her lips are porcelain
Delicate and saintly
Smooth steel that chooses to be numb.
He doesn't have a choice.
Each of her moans
Is another slit on his wrist
And every next breath
Could be his last.
His dreams of her
Are tainted lullabies
She is a vision in a broken mirror
He is the jagged crack down the middle.
Her spell is irreversible,
She doesn't know how to undo it.
It's too late now.