Death II
I smell blood in the airand a disturbance in the 'force'
I know this because my heart trembles
and I am weak
and I know from experience
that those are telling me
something bad is coming
I shut my eyes and try hard
to picture water surrounding me
letting go of all that negative thoughts
but I see blood
and I hear a single cry of pain
fear sets in and I feel
a cold chill down my spin
a cold shill of death
I don't know who but all I see
is blood dripping off
the pale flesh of a young beauty
numbers flash by in blood
they flash by quickly
pulsing to a stop
the number blurs before I can see it
then blue eyes flash in my eyes
a voice speaks in my head
a low, dark, evil voice
it speaks in another language
and only I know
it's speaking of death
and my sweet Chi smiles an evil smile
what ever it's saying she likes
what ever death is to come
Chi wants it
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