Caught Prey (A Poem)

Bearing down
on soft skin.
Leaving marks
with a grin.

Fearful screams
from within.
Coming from
gasps so thin.

Cuts so deep
her head spins.
The killer
knows he wins.

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Didn’t quite finish it when I wanted to yesterday.

About Ivie

I'm Ivie. An aspiring writer. A dreamer. A lover. A young woman. Just trying to find my way in the world.
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