Murder. Poems - Poems about Murder.

somber sullen clouds gray Acheronian sky day for a murder...

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Frozen by their artificial sun, all our training taught not to run. Monstrous figures pour from the trees, deafened by screaming tread and allies pleas, Would this not be done if you held the gun? Surrounded by the fallen dead, just waiting for your dose of lead. Our Earth a canvas, stained in red. We march, we fight, we die...

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Arson murder of 9 persons after the content of the tailor shop was stored in the garage Ciro Gargano his business Partner fireman gene Kalinowski the great cover up resulting in many more arson murders back off me with terrorist threats my prayers are with the fire captain who perished in that garage I’m totally...

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Leaves of the oak trees congregated in clumps of whispering soldiers A devilment was afoot; the fey felt this and scurried to the meadow. Someone was dragging a heavy sack into the darkest shadows. The night shuddered, recognizing the evilness of the scoundrel. Perfect place to hide a body, most agreed. Those who were brave to look. Others hid behind...

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Fool am I for trying to believe. Fool am I for seeing only what I wanted to see. Fool am I for listening to my heart. Fool am I for tearing me apart. Fool am I and fool I’ll always be. Fool am I for thinking you’d love me. Fool am I for sinking in your eyes. Fool am I for believing...

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"And you, Brutus?" And then was Caesar dead. A moment's act and history's chapter done; A moment's thrust and Caesar's life was bled, And you the one that Caesar thought his son. But were you son of Rome, and that came first? Did Caesar die a hero, or a knave? Can justice spring from such a violent burst? Can sudden murder be...

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Well, Brutus was that sort of chap As whacked his old man in the Cap. The senators there, They’d stab or they’d stare, With all other business a wrap. ...

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He slips the noose around her slender neck Cloaked and masked with heavy breath He can't help but be obsessed All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound The poison of passion imagined as they are undressed. The dead in their eyes is magnificent Ivory skin - chill to win Realm of the dark, lips apart,...

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Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain? Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane that he ended up murdering his younger brother? Did he learn it from his father and mother, who must've been in such deep, psychological pain for having caused Eden to go down the drain. ...

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b a n g b a n g! I couldn't believe I just fired some shots there she laid... belly up counting the dust dead as loneliness buried in silence trouble b o l d l y stared straight at me my stomach growled, loosened a knot~ sweat...

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As the world tends to go around I look up at the sky, from the ground Can't shake this feeling of how blue it can be So, I ask myself why has God chosen me Don't get me wrong it a beautiful thing To be chosen by the creator like an angel with wings Then, out of the light comes the...

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nikita caspan..What a toilet pan.' Murders parents is a satanist, taking nazi instructions, to kill Mr Trump; next was the plan.!...

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Evidence was spotty, not much justification Giant stretch of prosecutor’s imagination Easily led jury wanted to crucify and convict Defendant’s wife felt like he was being kicked Though there was no solid proof or DNA test Was this lawyer truly the defendant’s best? Victim was not alive to testify, unfortunately The accused got sentenced to life and twenty-three If this sap had been...

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Am I in love? How am i to know She is my dove Purer than snow Sent from above Not long ago With push and shove Her tears overflow I wish I could be better I’d give her my life I hate to upset her Id make her my wife I go back where I met her Along my thigh, a knife I shall never forget her As I end...

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