My First Kill
Ok, My first kill
He did deserve it
It was well deserved
They said "Do it" I said "I Will"
He begged for me to quit
Wrapped him in plastic, To stay preserved
Marked with a pile of stone
Buried shallow, Not even deep
I don't care if you find it
I peeled his flesh from the bone
Till his screams went to weep
Don't feel bad a bit
Copyright © Jay Moore | Year Posted 2018
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