If I Were A Dagger

If I were a dagger,
the murkiness of the moonlight would

reflect,

upon my blade.

If I were a dagger,
I would bite your flesh and draw

your (bittersweet) blood,

and smile as I did so.


carefulnow, I'msharpenoughtoshredyourheart
intopieces.

by Perfection Is Flawed

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Comments (3)

Great write. I really enjoyed this one. Cuts like a knife!
firstly, i love ur name - Prefection is flawed secondly, this ones haunting...but very intelligently written. Preets
Nice, short and sweet