Word that roam
tearing the soul
piercing the lung
souring the heart
blinding the eyes
cursing the mind
shaving me raw
word that destroy
with a fierce belt
a deadly stare
with a bloody dream
holding me firm
Murder is its sweet romance
ready to take my dear dying loans
word that fills the screaming sea
with eyes of blackness
like a stair case
that will never end.
Kill that's my name.
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I would like to translate this poem
Death affects any1 and every1 greatly following its occurrence... This describes the menace perfectly!