Murder
Blood seeping to the floor,
Your eyes are cutting me to the core
The smell of death is in the air
Just the sight of you seems too much to bear
You say goodbye with a kiss upon thy cheek
I don't think I've ever felt so weak.
I’m slipping fast now, almost gone
It brings such sadness to know that I’ll never see another dawn.
Copyright © Kristen Wallen | Year Posted 2010
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