Murder - Poem by Born Frustrated
can be for many reasons...
For the pain she brought upon you...
For the tourment she gives you, when she wont look at you..
For the lies she told you
For your heart that she broke, when you found her with him
For your life being horrible, since she left
Then you turn on yourself since you can't be without her
however, you will never seen me take anothers life, for these reasons...
to be a tortured soul, is sad, but it is worst to bring pain upon others
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