Monday, March 28

her body is sprawled out on the ground,
her eyes have rolled into the back of her head,
you can see the blood coming out of her mouth,
tricking down onto the floor, turning the carpet red...

you're not sure if she's still breathing,
you're not sure if you can stand,
you're not sure how you'll ever remove,
her blood stains on your hands...

yeah... thats right, I know you killed her...
that her is me...


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