Dark Eyed

Taking the lives who stole her heart
tearing each frightened soul apart
Her anger seeps through pale fingers
Dark of night her soul still lingers.
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This stanza was my favorite . Almost feels like *the hunted is now the hunter* the poem leaves the readers mind to ponder until the very end . A piece well done !!!!

Oooo spoooky loved it i cant find n/e thing wrong w/ it what so eva!! 5/5

Lovely poem yet again! But here is just a little though. Instead of :

Shadows shroud mirrors upon walls
eerie moon rise to hidden calls
river of blood falling on rocks below
wolves howl as the river flows

Change it to:

Shadows shroud mirrors upon walls
eerie moon rise to hidden calls
river of blood falling on rocks below
wolves howl as rivers flow

Just a tiny adjustment. -shrugs- It is good either way though!

Love the final stanza, It seems like you have more to say on the matter, but this is great how it is regardless.

Amazing poem...its so deep...well its seems that way