death party.

January 17, 2011
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Pull out the flask,
Dribble it in the wine.
Just a drop, not too much.
They dance and laugh,
Just wait a few...
The first glass shatters on
The marble floor,
The wine pooling on the victim's lips.
A second chime of breaking crystal,
Then another and another.
Your guests are dying, screaming,
What have you done?
The rest are panicking, trying to run
but falling to the ground.
Glazed eyes and cold bodies lay sprawled
Across the floor.
The stench of death fills the air.
Now it's just you and me;
The host and the killer.
Ironic, isn't it?
After all, we are the life of the party.

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XPlacidDreamerX said...
Mar. 1, 2011 at 10:34 am

love you mia!

this is great keep up the GREAT writing!


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