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To Valhalla
My goal
in sight,
the blood
starts to boil
in my veins
as I charge
I
heed
the call
of the
Valkyries
as I unsheath
my weapon
my blade
meets little
resistance,
as I plunge
the length
into my
quivering
velvet victim
again and again,
tearing the flesh
with each thrust
the body is ravaged
until the remains
are barely
recognizable
I hardly
take the time
to fully admire
the carnage
before I must
journey on
because
somewhere
in the distance
Valhalla
is calling
my name
in sight,
the blood
starts to boil
in my veins
as I charge
I
heed
the call
of the
Valkyries
as I unsheath
my weapon
my blade
meets little
resistance,
as I plunge
the length
into my
quivering
velvet victim
again and again,
tearing the flesh
with each thrust
the body is ravaged
until the remains
are barely
recognizable
I hardly
take the time
to fully admire
the carnage
before I must
journey on
because
somewhere
in the distance
Valhalla
is calling
my name
Published 4th Dec 2017
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