What To Do With These Bodies? Poem by Miss Grace

The two bodies that I killed
Lying on my floor
I don't know what to do next
The police may walk in through the door

I can't decide if I should hide
Decision I take for my own sake
And for the guilt I didn't feel
Happy to get rid of these two people fake

Who were they to me if you ask
Shh! Come closer to know the secret
I was their own daughter
I was the one to serve them their fate

Anger and hatred have no limits
Stored in me for years
Now once I go off it's the end
Now I will kill the next deers

Before I go and call the cops
Let me have a little bit more fun
Now before anyone else knows
Let me let just run

Washed off the blood off my hands and face
Stay tuned to know who shall die next....