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Summary:
Face mask, vinyl gloves and plastic apron. A bloody surgeon.

Teary blue eyes with silent sobbing,

A deep stare

Blonde intense hair

Pale wet cheeks, needle thin lips


Shaken, a strange struggle,

Holding his hands, tied together 

 

Panic, struck…


Heart-stopping, wrist snapping

Thinking is a must or a lost

 

Blood trickling, blade slithering 

Elegant like a violin and bow


Striking, silver resting still,

Oh, flesh cutter

 

I am the mask wearer, 

My vinyl gloves are not torn,

Plastic apron spotting the red

 


“I want to be dead” 

Your words are kept

 


I’ll split the neck,

Crimson please

The leaking mess

 


Stone, lifeless 

And the body lies…

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    1. amazingly written! i enjoyed reading this. greatly captures a descent
      into a horrifyingly, chilling experience. woven together with a pleasing rhyming scheme.
      thank you, for sharing, X

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