Why don't you strangle that girl in her bed?
That's what the voices said
Squeeze her neck until she is dead?
That's what the voices said
And drag her limp body into a shed?
That's what the voices said
And into a fire her body was fed?
That's what the voices said
And then you'll get a feeling of dread
That's what the voices said
And look at your hands dripping in red
That's what the voices said
And bury her with a shovel made out of lead?
That's what the voices said
And feel a great pounding inside of your head?
That's what the voices said
And into a noose your body was lead
That's what my voice had said
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Forest of Stanzas
PoetryA collection of poems. Some are dark, some don't make sense, all are mine. Feel free to comment a title or prompt and I'll write one for you.
