Kill Me
Kill me, you feel that is right.
Kill me, on this dark cold night.
With a knife in your hand and a gleam in your eye,
Bid me a sweet, sweet goodbye.
Kill me, everyone wants you to.
Kill me, aim the knife at my heart and plunge it through.
Copyright © Louise Reilly | Year Posted 2007
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