Murder me
Murder with your love
murder me with you lies
You commit murder when I look in your eyes
You tell me over and over you love me
why can’t we just live our lives
Murder commits suicide
Kill or be killed
No choice but to murder
Love is murder in the making
When you tell a person you love them
its murder in the 3rd degree
Rip me open from the inside
Until everything falls apart
The hurt just won't go away
Until it's everything I fear
You are everything I hate
Put me under your spell
Until I can't escape
The poem LOVE IS MURDER is full of passions that show that the person involved is impatient to meet the companion as soon as possible.
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Very passionate and emotional... but you might want to seek professional help