You know how it feels?
When some girl kills?
In a movie or book,
Not by words or a look,
Not her smile or grace,
Not even that pretty face
But when she cares a lot,
Doesn’t care what you got
And fills the empty space,
Knowing she can embrace
The caress of the knife
With you as her life,
Cause she was killed
When the night was chilled,
You know that feeling?
When some girl is killing?
Image by Mabel Amber
