" The Causality of Mordom"
The streaks of red anger,
Coldness of dull steel.
His tears of accepted danger,
Finally ending this ordeal.
The torn skin and exposed life,
Relief of what is now done.
This sole purpose of the tarnished knife.
His eyes drift lower to see his destruction
Intense glares as it drips down his fingers.
Eyes shutting, sobs now
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