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Post by Riah on Feb 1, 2015 3:00:10 GMT -5
"The Murder"
You just couldn't take it: The laughter, the innocence, Their carefree nature... And your rage grew greater; oh What sorrow you would make begin!
Always wanting more Than what could be given, And the demon clawed its Way out from within.
Seeing the blood that day, Coat the grass with dark red... In your eyes grew a lust That just couldn't be Composed for any sense, And to take advantage Of what was lost, now That was a definite must.
Blackened heart, your feelings Sting like acid as you Tear away the lives of Others, and innocence.
You wrack it, demolish, mutilate And leave no merciless acts behind. Such resentment you must have felt In just the way that they Smiled, and you had to have it.
Cut away youth, silence The laughter and let the Life drain down. You ravish in the sweet Rotting scent of decay, and you shudder from Light of any set day.
You took their lives without Remorse, not a thought saved. And as you look back onto That day you smirk at something Again and you've gotten away.
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