My Task

by SilenceBreaksTheHeart   Jun 20, 2006


You wouldn't play fair
now there's no prayer.
I have a knife
say goodbye to life.
Hear you scream
see the blade gleam.
Peirce your skin
this is my sin.
Cut your throat
no time to gloat.
Watch you bleed
finish the deed.
Now your dead
my hands are red.
My task is done
now I run.

This one is a little sinister I know. lol
Still, tell me what you think. Thanks

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