Persons life was taken by a killer
Killer thinks he is a seller
He sells people's organs
And gets money out of it
But as soon as he gets to the next person
He gets taken by his next victom
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DARK RHYMES
PoetryThere are moments when I'm afraid of the dark, And moments when I am born from it.
KILLER
Persons life was taken by a killer
Killer thinks he is a seller
He sells people's organs
And gets money out of it
But as soon as he gets to the next person
He gets taken by his next victom