Murder
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•30 Jan 2020
@wildflower692 Murder There once was a murder, But this one has a twist. The victim was my innocence, Stolen through his fist. It wasn't a normal crime scene, There was no blood or gore. Because this one was my body, While I layed down on the floor. The only evidence left, Were his fingerprints on my soul. I tried to scrub them off, But he ruined me as a whole. There were no witnesses, Besides my two very own eyes. But they never really saw that well, They couldn't even see through his lies. Just like most murders, There were many tears shed. Though they weren't from my family, But from me instead. He didn't leave any clues, There was not a single trace. Except for the memories inside me, Which I can never erase. The police never found my body, Because it's still around. I'm a prisoner in my own skin, I'm lost and can't be found. There was only one weapon, It was an extension of him. And as he attacked me with it, My heart became so grim. This wasn't a normal murder, Oh, why can't they see? The girl inside my body, Is no longer me. There never was a funeral, Because no one knew I died. I guess that's just what happens, When you keep it all inside I swear if you do it again You don't need to know my name just remember my face as you take your last breathe messing with me is like meeting the grim reaper I will iliminate you disintegrate you ashes to ashes dust to dust you ain't nothing but the crust under my rug. Let me know if you want your parents to weep. You feel frogish take the first leap you'll definitely rest but not in peace but pieces. Tik tok clock running time up get ready to meet the under taker cuz even your mama gonna cry to your creator.
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@wildflower692 Murder There once was a murder, But this one has a twist. The victim was my innocence, Stolen through his fist. It wasn't a normal crime scene, There was no blood or gore. Because this one was my body, While I layed down on the floor. The only evidence left, Were his fingerprints on my soul. I tried to scrub them off, But he ruined me as a whole. There were no witnesses, Besides my two very own eyes. But they never really saw that well, They couldn't even see through his lies. Just like most murders, There were many tears shed. Though they weren't from my family, But from me instead. He didn't leave any clues, There was not a single trace. Except for the memories inside me, Which I can never erase. The police never found my body, Because it's still around. I'm a prisoner in my own skin, I'm lost and can't be found. There was only one weapon, It was an extension of him. And as he attacked me with it, My heart became so grim. This wasn't a normal murder, Oh, why can't they see? The girl inside my body, Is no longer me. There never was a funeral, Because no one knew I died. I guess that's just what happens, When you keep it all inside I swear if you do it again You don't need to know my name just remember my face as you take your last breathe messing with me is like meeting the grim reaper I will iliminate you disintegrate you ashes to ashes dust to dust you ain't nothing but the crust under my rug. Let me know if you want your parents to weep. You feel frogish take the first leap you'll definitely rest but not in peace but pieces. Tik tok clock running time up get ready to meet the under taker cuz even your mama gonna cry to your creator.
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