Watch me (part 2)

"Move along please"
As onlookers crowd like fleas
"There's nothing to see"
But they've come to see me

I watch from the shadow
See the crowds diminish then grow
"The murderer's still there they say,
Did himself in straight away!"

I see the blood,
The crimson flood
All over the floor,
The walls and more.

As I lie there, serene
I look asleep
But the knife wounds draw shrill cries
Which tell the story otherwise.

So scorned love was bound to end
Not in simple "let's be friends"
But in a bloody homicide
With a murderer with tears in his eyes.

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