First Blood

first-blood

To celebrate my difference,
They squeezed me into the “normal” box.
i
played along,
Waiting,
Hoping,
Praying,
For this moment.

Now,
I
Sniff – the fragrance of your pallid skin.
Feel – your fading heartbeat.
Lick – your fresh drawn blood.

You were destined to be the first.
Never to be the last.

© Davy D 2016 

Written for November Notes, hosted by Rosema at A Reading Writer and Sarah at Heartstring Eulogies.

Day 26 Music Prompt: For the First Time by The Script.

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24 Comments

Oh my, Davy! Such darkness.

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Sinister sentiments. An apt fit to your prompt. Bloody Good, Davy.

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I could feel it running through my very veins…😶😶

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Very powerful, Davy, VERY!

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Those are literally deep and dark words. They hit the heart powerfully.

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Absolutely chilling, Davy! Well done.

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Very fine writing indeed, Davy.

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