His veins lace white tile.

Her wounds coat clean skin.

Vile act, kills yet beguiles.

Precious razors, knives and pins.

His zigs.

Lethal demons.

Her zags.

Fatal beasts.

He screams, wages war.

She cries, fights.

Please, no more.

But a part of them dies.

Banded skin.

Lethal demons.

Blood soaked.

Fatal beasts.

And you tell them to hold on.