Murderer

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poems

The walls just cave in

Crumble down

Unable to take the pain

There i drowned



Everything that i bled for

That i wanted to have

Lost in an instant

There i was stabbed



Mind set was shrivelled and forgotten

Heart began to rot

My hopes and my dreams shattered

There i was shot



So who holds these weapons?

Who wants me to die?

Well you my dear, you

Want me to die inside....

Author's Notes/Comments: 

inner thoughts at a time of great need...

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