“unknown”
She always knew. Playing the color of my persona.
Soft. Passionate…..
liar.
You killed him and the others,
Sweet, the taste of revenge.
When I saw you; day….
Melted snow, cold.
I was so cold, blue eyes radiated such
sickening beauty, wanting-lust.
Affaid at first, come closer. The look.
A body. Unhuman. Perfect.
She was unearthly immortal. Undying. Sapient.
Love.
I never fogot that day---I always knew
liar.
my death.
Tilley
Maine State Prison
