Stone Cold Assassin Poem by Anushna Satapathy
Stone Cold Assassin
I stare at the walls,
Lost in my thoughts.
I don't care about,
Whatever the hell's going on.
I am a loner.
I dont mingle.
I have a heart
Cold and of stone.
Death doesn't bother me.
Pain doesn't deter me.
I know no emotion
Of pity and fear.
Honor holds no meaning,
If it doesn't get the job done.
You ever want somebody dead?
Call me. I am the assassin.
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