Stench fills his nostrils,
fresh blood still seeps from the corpse;
he feels no pity.
Moonlight glazes the alley;
a scene of awkward beauty.
~J. A. Ross
© RossJ781.com 06/06/2016
Stench fills his nostrils,
fresh blood still seeps from the corpse;
he feels no pity.
Moonlight glazes the alley;
a scene of awkward beauty.
~J. A. Ross
© RossJ781.com 06/06/2016
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