I killed her
Was upset so killed her
her flirts, walk-arounds
no respect to my wants
Betraying and cheating
I felt bad and was shame
everyone who saw her
made a look, heaviness
lifted hand to highest
crashed it on her head
now is wrapped in trash
I’ll take her to her rest.
Mean cockroach…
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