Sharks

Underneath the calm

sharks gather, waiting

in the deep, silent

they sense weakness.

The smell of blood

guides them to their prey.

The sea bubbles

their sense of peace

shattered in a moment

watching helplessly

while the predators 

tear apart the helpless.

As they watch

her heart sinks

knowing the sharks

that have come up

from the dark depths

to ravage her own soul.

The calm a ruse

as their teeth tear 

the delicate flesh

that was once her heart

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