And just when he finished his final stab; she whispered with a sigh "A lil bit more..
A lil bit more; is left in me! that makes me crave: "for your feel"
Astonished he was, what a lady from suburb
who smiles at the blood shed from her own curve
Grip tighter on the sword he was cautious as a whole
Stepped towards the wounded.. No!! it was not to console
"What shall I do that you hate me oh girl?
I have given up all of that you cherished and once loved
Today I am lonely as that is what I urge
Confused yes I am; In search of peace I purge"
She still seemed so content not changing with his words
Her pain was intolerant yet the smile could reach her curls
"No matter what you say no matter what you do
Be it good or too bad, I need more, its so crude"
She then confessed to him the attraction in his soul
"I love you and your gestures that prove you are raw
Free from the notions of society or the law"
It was tough for him this time; yet; he chose to proceed
Stabbing another time as she continued to bleed
When the sword passed through her and appeared from other end
"Wow!!! one more time" she applauded without defend
He knew she was strong & capable of more
So he continued to brawl and drag her on the floor
But it was "then" too late; when he turned for her claim
Laid his possession, in her last sigh was his name
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