Murderous desires

Well what the poem is about is kind of obvious yet i mention again... its a poem on killing urges that one gets...

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The desire flows through my veins,

To end both of our pains,

By grabbing the silver blade

And giving you no room to evade.

 

To turn my knife into red,

With the aid of your blood,

To watch your eyes fill with dread,

And your lascivious life comes to its end.

 

The desire to make your heart,

provide the rhythmic beat,

And to make your eyes do the waltz,

By screaming to me to cease this felony.

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