Katheryn Foley

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Murder..Or A Filthy Will - Poem by Katheryn Foley

I put a gun to your head,
I put a knife to your throat,
I put a slit in your wrist,
Neck in the noose, tighten the rope,

As you lay on the floor,
With a bullet in your head,
Screamers, screaming, screaming,
Is she dead? I think shes dead.

Life is the enemy
I saw you die in front of me,
As death curtled underneath,
A silent death and now you sleep.

Murder me tonight,
As blood spills from the throat,
Attack! Attack! Attack!
As your filthy will was wrote,

Follows me like a ghost,
The sweet blood it drips,
Sip your wine and pour a toast,
I ended your life with a twist.

Life is the enemy
I saw you die in front of me,
As death curtled underneath,
A silent death and now you sleep.

The truth is I don't exist,
I'm just a dream amiss,
I hung me like a flagpole,
My ghost it roams with bliss.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2012



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