I’ve seen it…
Its scarlet eyes
Boring deep in the soul,
feeding on its lies.

Blood spewed
from the gashes
dark tears
smudged o’er its face.

Vengeance written,
it had, in its fate.
burning in fire
own heart’s grate.
From its frayed lips
venom dripped,
the ashes of its wounds
as it sipped.

Crouching on its limbs,
holding the hatchet of death
when it goes for its kill
nothing will save
no sheild, no sheath.

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