okay! um, this is a first attempt at poetry, it's never really been my thing, so please be kind when you read it......
Mutilated Romance
By....TheLurker
The silence after the storm,
Eerie isn’t it? ghostly?
So quiet the sound of blood
Dripping from the walls startles me
Then silence creeps back again
On skinny legs, dodging the blood
And curling it’s long tail
It settled down in in the mud
And the glow of the dying
Gas lamps illuminate the walls
And the flesh ripped and rotting
On the knives and the floor
And all around i see it
This massacred romance
And the blood stained room
Of this horrifying dance!
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