Murder

September 23, 2009
I stand, silent and blameless to you.
I feel my heart accelerate
As I anticipate and wait for
Your sharp words to jet off
You forked tongue to torture me
You do this without reason
My bloody tear crawl on your hands
For do you not know of
Your slaying of which you have committed?
Each of you guilty of this crime
Thayne lies kill more then me.
Woe to you murderers!
For the dead refuse to stay silently sleeping
With such revenge to be had
For we were innocent and slain
By you and your words and lies.
Now blame lays his head upon you





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