Killer
Killer has the dagger soaked in grief,
A manipulator justifying crime.
Shh....bleeding eyes,
Shivering hands, told me to kneel down
Putting sarcastic smile and dagger to my neck
Hope to see paradise?
That's where I surrendered to his breathtaking voice
I fell in love with the killer
Never ever have I lost my mind
Had he not been so kind.
He drives me crazy
Through clouds taking birds wings
Air started smelling Luke him
And again I fell in love with the killer.
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