14 acessos
I should not mind
If she were done away with
Killed or ploughed,
She did not seem to serve a useful end
And certainly she was not beautiful
I have no time to tell you
How i come to be a killer
But you should know, as time will shown
That i am society's pillar
To bleed doth cheer the pensive
And remove the raging fires
Bred by burning love.