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Virulent. | Part II

Part 2

By Angel DavisPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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pain.

pain is all she felt as his knuckles kissed her skin.

anger rose like flames and bounced off the walls,

weaving in and out of souls that loved like they hated and hated like they loved.

words.

words spilled from his lips in anticipation of her heart's desire and her mind's refusal to

cooperate in the activities that would unravel in the

sleeping hours of the sun

before the moon went back to its resting place.

and then,

before the sunlight blanketed her world,

he'd swallow her whole and leave her with nothing but his

insides beneath her fingernails.

and yet, she couldn't imagine life without him...

sad poetry
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Angel Davis

Author who loves writing in all genres of fiction & poetry.

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