Killer

by Curtis Young   Jul 3, 2013


As I watch them become dead,
the only colour on them is red.
I watch in the dark,
we're all alone in this park.

All I see are the dead,
I'm not sure if their just in my head.
As I sleep during the day.
As I think of nothing to say.

Each night I make a new kill,
I take their money to pay the bill.
As I use my razor,
I put blood all over his blazer.

I shall come for you,
I shall always come for you.

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  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    Very dark and mysterious. I like it.