Blood slowly leaves her flesh,1
the killer just made another victim,2
and this is not the only one left.3
He walks looking for the next,4
waiting to kill again,5
he loves to hear your screams of mercy,6
evil is all he ever sees.7
As you run down the dark,8
he walks slowly,9
your death is what larks.10
A knife he holds in his bloody hand,11
from all the others,12
he has hurt and the kindness he has banned.13
You think you are safe,14
you hide behind the oak tree,15
you start to gather all your pathetic faith.16
But you are fooled again,17
he comes behind you and slits your throat,18
midnight has just fallen and death is all you have wrote.19
He throws you down on the wet ground,20
sinking you into skulls and torture,21
your crying is what he has found.22
He stabs you ten times,23
it turns into more,24
you start to go to his own rhyme.25
Pleased with himself he stands,26
grabs your body,27
and drags you away by his bloody drowned hand.28
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very weird and different but good
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A great poem really graphic. One thing I'd like to point out if I could. The last line seems wrong to me, maybe I'm reading it wrong but shouldn't it be. and drags you away by your hand. Not his or maybe/ and drags you away with his hand. Maybe I'm having a bad english day. Maybe it's right. Anyway. Still stays a brilliant poem.
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Ummmm.......Such evil it is.
whyyyy!!! 
Some of it makes me laugh. Not really but play along.
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