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“Can you hear it, too?
that hiss—“
Streetlights flicker, blink out,
leaving shadows room to play.
The air—
damp, heavy,
smells of wet pavement,
rotting leaves.
My skin absorbs the cold.
Metal on my tongue.
A shape dances around me,
taunting me—
a low purr behind its laughter.
It moves quick, between bushes,
the scent of iron lingers.
A crimson trail
flashes in the corners of my eyes.
Then—stillness.
Out of the darkness,
a furry outline emerges,
its eyes examining me.
Teeth.
Too many teeth.
A wicked smile, lined with sharp knives.
Red drips off of its chin,
bits of flesh
clinging to its crowded fangs.
“How many people have you killed?”
A gurgled scream dies in my throat.
Cold claws dig at my skin,
ribs snap.
Her teeth sink deep into my throat.
Labored gasps escape my lips.
The last thing I hear is that low,
mocking laughter
and the cracking of wet bones between
too many teeth.
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꧁🀥✧𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎✧🀢꧂
I love the way this is written , it makes you feel very uncomfortable but I love it
Xya 🎀
:0 i love it
im glad you do! :D
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⭐️ BEA 🐛
HELLO???? this is really good, your word use really sets the tone well!
omg thank you! 💙
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Stella
Omg I love it!! You're so good at writing :D
aw thanks :3 I plan to post more of my poems here!
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undeadkeyblade
its awesome good job :)
thanks xD
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