Anger

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                 -Murder by words-

                  Look at me now

                   are you proud?

            I cant take all the credit.

              after all...you said it.

                    you dont care.

                 no need to be fair.

                   so dont stare

                  just take a look

               stick it like a hook

                and remember...

              that what you see

                    is only me.

                 already gone

              singing the song

                   of death

                and its myth

                   for I burn

       soon it will be your turn

                  after all...

           We both sinned

         Murder with result

        Murder with words

             All our fault.

                                 -Jo

 

       You all judge..  im a convict stuck in the cort room.  only im innocent. .. only blamed for my improfections... you drag me down..deep into hell and turn me into something. .  you all judge me from before..  from sweet to bitter from bitter to sweet... you are innocent now as I hang from this god damn rope.

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