Found myself now
Bloody and scared
Have nowhere to run
I’m so unprepared.
Stains on my shirt
A knife on my hand
Have goose bumps
Sweats on my head.
I just can’t take
Doing this crime
I kill a friend
Cut him with slime.
Tears are pouring
Down in the kitchen
I kill a friend
My one only chicken.
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What's Next?(The Untold 2)
PoesiaYou'll never really learn unless you give yourself a hard try- Lei Strauss