I smiled.............
An honest smile..
I stood there
watching her tremble
I chuckled a little
tiny tears trickled down her cheek
her mind was racing
i could see that..
As she begged
why..why me.........
Why not
I thought
The sounds of her whimpers
arouse me
I admire her beauty
i sure picked one
She mumbles a little prayer
as i stroke her hair
then..............
Her body tenses
her slight scream is muffled by
the sharpness
Her head drops to her chest
lifeless
The crack of the gun
echoes
across the night
I touch the last
trickle of life
from her soul
Odd......
Not nearly as much blood as i thought
there would be.
Blakk Moon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-steel-2/
