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Poesia

I am a poem. I wonder how it will end. I hear the investigation reports. I see the evidence. I want to be solved. I am a murder case.

I am the Assailant

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by TheZombieCow

by TheZombieCow

I am jealous

I wonder why she chose him

I hear their laughter

I see her wanting gaze

I want her to be with me

I am enraged

I pretend it's a game

I feel over joyed with this new warmth

I touch the sharpened knife

I worry about what she will think

I cry tears of happiness

I am in bliss

I understand what I have done

I say her name

I dream of times before

I try to wake her

I hope she forgives me

I am condemned