2_serenity_050928034532063_wideweb__300x500Oh yes, you do not know me.
but you wish you did, don’t you,
despite my simmering contempt?
battle scars make for distrustful eyes.
Come closer, if you are stupid.
I am not a fan of death,
but I know him by his eyelid,
and I guide those unworthy,
right up to his doorway…
come test the lick of my blade,
you foolish heart.
I would give you love,
but I have none left to share.
So be warned, and beware.

(Should probably mention , this is not a personal poem, but one written as a challenge to go with a randomly selected picture off the internet…the one seen above..)

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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