In the darkness,
the betrayer I see,
as he steps closer,
to me,
I draw my knife,
in anger,
and cut his throat,
with a slash,
the blood spills out,
upon the ground,
a smell like,
the oceans water,
comes to me,
as his eyes roll back,
unto his head,
and his skin,
goes white,
as his blood flows,
down his chest,
into puddles,
as red as a rose,
now I walk away,
back through,
that dark alley,
as the images,
of this day,
sink into my,
souls void.
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