Tainted Flesh

by Matt McKinley   Sep 24, 2007


I stand at you front door.

listening to your sex.

You sound like a wh0re.

I`m sorry for what I did next.

I come inside when your done.

Now that you had your fun.

Its time to rid you of this tainted flesh.

I close the door with you inside.

Deciding how you should die.

I take this knife.

and prepare to take your life.

I shove the knife in your chest.

I tell myself that this is best.

I feel your heartbeat slow.

I see the light fading.

My heart pulses with hating.

The way you left me.

I leave you.

In a pool of your own blood.

I loved you too.

Like a flood it flowed for you.

But look at what you made me do.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kali

    Oh uh thats just a little scary haha but it is so good to!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by OneLastKissBeforeIGo

    Damn. Kinda makes you not want to give your heart away

  • 17 years ago

    by Dark Poet

    Dude i dig your writing. You are almost as dark as me...hahaha

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