-Serial Killer-
someone called 911
the sirens are closing in
no human can save you with just mere prayer
I had already committed sin
the scene in which the police stand upon
has no left traces at all
they had their fun searching for clues
but who would truly die at a mall
in such a public area
but at last
a killer's foolish choice
I still have passed
foolish detectives
I was not caught
the title of suspect never showed
I was not accused of the victim shot
not even questions asked
that was not my first killing
there will be plenty more
the pleasure of human blood spilling
will only satisfy my hunger
keep calling in 911
they will never catch me
because I have already won
I believe I won so many times
that I have received the title: Serial Killer
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Dark Poems
Mystery / ThrillerNew poems are updated randomly. I will try to get one new poem up every week. Hope you enjoy!