My master, she, was very beautiful and kind A new mate in her bed each night I did find I had to find a way to make her leave them all behind Blood drops on white roses. Last night I saw her take a suitor to the park There I prowled, my eyes peering through the dark Listening to their conversation my mind lit a spark Blood drops on white roses. Watching their heated passion through the night I cast my spell and lit loves angry bite Shooting him through the eyes, my daemon then took flight Blood drops on white roses. My master threatened to skin me alive I told her to not speak a word if she wished to live her life A week later she slit her wrists and did not survive Blood drops on white roses. Down the sidewalk I make my way To spend with my next victim the rest of the day Planning another murder as I turn my tail to the house and walk away Blood drops on white roses.
Reason for writing:
As requested by Chanel. Making some presequals.. then I'll put it all together.
Birth sign: Pisces
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