Insanity Poem by Christian Arebrand
Insanity
I made it so cruel
He had to suffer
Burned with fuel
Thought he was tougher
Screamed so much
As he turned to ash
Fell from the chair crutch
Like some heavy trash
Never more a threat
Nothing else to say
He has paid his debt
There was no other way
Murderer of my lovely pride
Son, daughter and wife
I went down on knees and cried
They all got killed by his knife
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