Sandra's Poems
These are all original poems by Sandra B.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Deadly Fast
she appeared out of
nowhere
no time to react
her fingertips three times
longer than normal
her breath foul as
rotting flesh
her eyeballs solid black
you could tell she was
staring right
at her victim
there was just
no time to react
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