Here they come and there they go,
Surrounded by those you think you know,
Will they stay or will they go,
Are they friends or are they foes,
Is it truth or is it lies,
No one knows until you see,
The truth beneath the tree.
I lost you then, I have you now,
They saw a lie, you saw a spy,
You left further, after your murder,
It was your choice, your voice,
I told you don't, you said you won't,
I gave you a bow, they said it was a fowl,
You said it'd be fun I told you not in the sun,
There you are, all in blood,
Everyone saw it, yet you ignored it,
Now you're here, but you're there,
My death will be in hell, I can tell,
You'll be there in the light, after your death in the night,
It's all filmed when I killed you.
YOU ARE READING
Thought's for the strange
RandomThis is just my thought's that go through my head. I have no idea where they will go