I saw them the way
They're supposed
To be seen.
Their big pale eyes
Flushed in
Poisongreen
And
Their memories shivered
Into nothing.
But still
The claws held its grip
And gived them
The emphy feeling
Of regret
And
Eternal pain.
They wore shadows inside
That fill their bodys
With darkness
And let them bleed
Of razorsharp-thoughts.
It gave them a new-
colder and weaker-
Skin
Of blood.
And still
They managed
To smile.
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