I killed her today.
I made sure she bleed a pool of silk red.
I made sure the ground stay stained.
Nor the rain can wash it away.
I killed her with my hands,
I killed her with my heart,
I killed her with myself.
I made sure she could feel the pain.
I make sure she feel her blood seeping threw
the grasp of her soul.
Let everyone hear her cries.
But no one stopped to watch her die.
I made sure she saw the life she was suppose
to carry like her own child.
Want to know how I can do this?
Because she who I killed
She was filled with me.
Because she is me.
I killed myself.
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