Murder

With a badge its just
Without cause sure its wrong
But for revenge it seems just

He brought tears to her eye
Its the last straw
I want to crush his spine

She is my lighthouse on the sea
She guided me for years
Now he'll beg hand and knee

I won't keep my cool
I would torture him for hours
Watch his blood start to pool

Murder isn't right
Id still commit
And turn myself in that night
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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