Murder

by Hadassah grey   May 11, 2012


Twirl, whirl
So deep you dwell
Fixed, mixed
Tell the world you are jinxed
Vanishing, appearing
Playing games with my mind
Cursing, smiling
Hiding what is there to find
There is that sting
That pain, the bite
Here comes the screams
Torture
My sizzling skin
Stay forever
With me
In me
Be me
When your steps from the
back i start to count
That is when you will take my life

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