Die and Dye

November 3, 2010
I sat there thinking,
My mind racing
That bastard will die tonight
His blood will dye his shirt red
It will be the deepest red
So beautiful against his pale face
Tonight I will stab his heart
Ripping his soul from his body
I will get my revenge
My ears will take in his cries
The time is soon
I will wait ‘til the moon is high
But I will kill him tonight

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