I Kill a Friend

Found myself now
Bloody and scared
Have nowhere to run
I’m so unprepared.

Stains on my shirt
A knife on my hand
Have goose bumps
Sweats on my head.

I just can’t take
Doing this crime
I kill a friend
Cut him with slime.

Tears are pouring
Down in the kitchen
I kill a friend
My one only chicken.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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