I'Ll Paint The Walls With Your Murder Poem by Paige Nielsen

I'Ll Paint The Walls With Your Murder



It’s funny how many times a day
I think how your murder would be so cathartic.
Does that scare you? Do I scare you?
Are you afraid of anything,
or is your brain so high, so far beyond,
the macabre ceases to frighten?
I like to think your blood, freshly spilled, would care.

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