Murder Is His Game Poem by Gabbi Luna

Murder Is His Game



The love that used to fill my heart dramatically starts to drain
How could you do this to me, what was there to gain?

As you lock me in the cellar you look into my eyes
I knew this day would come, the day of my demise

You slam the door behind you with a chuckle and a grin
And i sit where you tied me, no more light is shining in

Tears fill my eyes as i try to stay strong
When did things between us go so terribly wrong?

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