Blood Bath in her Closet! (70 words contest)
A blood bath in her closet
A timid girl is she
Holding a stuffed black cat
And hoping for a miracle
As far as the eyes can see
Should I go further
Or should I not
She's so scared
Her guardian angel has bled
But, is he dead?
He fought heroically
He bled all over her closet
He scared her to death
She is scared
And barefoot
(Let me in)
(Let me in is a voice she hears) Wether it be her angel or the demon he fought!
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