Blood bath(poem)

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cold prestine eving
sliver moon gave the only light
walking slowly
swishing black velvet dress
kicking heels off
foot to foot slowly ever so slowly
perfectly obsevive
hand reached against neck
dress too now falls gracfully to the ground
long black hair collapsing bun
long black and sleek
hand brused up against the tub
whit stainless smooth
vitorean tub
slipping into
every move prethought
it has to go this way
laying her pale skin up against the cold lifeless tub
knife lifted into her hand
falls upon her neck
flesh torn open
blood seeps out
dripping over stained skin
watefalling down her throaght
the tub now is full
of sin and filth
of the hopless human soul
finnally meeting calmness eye to eye
lettting out letting go