The Sound Of Innocence Taken Poem by Ghost Legend

The sound of innocence taken
Blasts through the wind,
Leaving an echoing silence,
Devoid of anything.
She stares him down,
Her ground a pool now,
But it was, indeed,
Sink or swim.
At this very moment,
Realizing a packie
Was not all at risk
She was of losing.
The stab wound's ooze
Cannot just do;
There's no excuse
For this doing.
There were always of Satan
Talk and sayings,
Pronouncements and slayings
That kept protruding.
But, eyes to the mirror in,
There's no confusing,
No alluding:
She's him.