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I could not stop seeing the images,

she was to face a certain doom,

I saw him with her, in the room,

her fear misplaced,

as I could almost see his face,

he had no features,

just a demonic flash,

as life and death clash,

and blood will splash,

I could even feel,

something so real,

like that cold flat steel

to her throat,

he wore madness like a coat,

it made her cry,

then she would oddly try,

mostly to reason with him,

but nothing could break,

or shake

a force that is mindless,

as a witness

I saw it first hand,

he was dominate and in command,

I saw it all,

then I closed my eyes

and sadly watch life fall.