No Compassion For Killers Poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis

No Compassion For Killers

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I killed my feelings...
For you.
I killed my dreams...
For you.
I killed my hope...
For you.

You killed your time...
For me.
You killed your beauty...
For me.
You killed your future...
For me.

We killed our love.
We killed our marriage.
We killed our family.

We are Killers...
But we are still alive and out from the prison!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
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