My Secret Murderer

by Erica Brown©   Mar 13, 2005


Tears from the skies,
Tears from my wound.
Tears from my eyes,
Tears caused by you.

How come you?
I was supposed to be taken.
Now I don't know what to do,
Without you by my side.

Kill me,
Be my secret murderer.
I can't be who I want to be,
Without you by my side.

Stop the pain,
I want to join you.
All is driving me insane.
Without you by my side.

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