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I could always look past your mask, see who you really were
I spoke the truth of what you did; the words sat bitter on my tongue
The scent of guilt seeps out in your final, pathetic gasps
A tangible evil I can reach out and touch, my hand across your face
As I hear your last breath, I sense evil leave this world
About the Creator
K A D'Alton
My humorous fantasy series: Margot's Mystical Detective Agency is available this October on Kindle Unlimited.
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