Serial Killer (Weapon: Poem) - Poem by Mitta Xinindlu
It is every time when you blaze
That I find myself an excuse to gaze
It is your smile, it never fades,
Away from my mesmerised face.
It’s been so long it’s been days
It’s been a while now I’m tamed
NO! I can’t sleep am full of rage
With all that I have I fight, refusing to be your maid
My heart is bleeding, dripping of revenge
I take a pen and a white sheet. Bang!
And to murder I engage
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