Thread: Two Drops Of Red

All you’ll ever see is my shadow.
All you’ll feel of me is a cold breeze.
All you’ll hear of me is a whisper in the night.
The barest scent of death is in the air.
By the time you know I’m there, I’m gone.
The only signs that I was ever there…
A growing darkness,
A spreading cold,
And two drops of red.

creepy. well written. compelling.
sadly not God inspired.

But woot. congrats.