Girl with a knife

those staring cold blue eyes

piercing through the darkness

a concentrated wave of ice

delivered in a straight gaze

that sparkling white face

flawless to perfection

hair would fall 

as if it never could stay

an unwavering still grip

over the enchantingly crafted gold

a few cold blue veins

just jutting jugular veins

the mosaic of freezing red blood

ice grey shining steel

a last drop of it falling

before darkness takes over to his death