Saturday, March 17, 2012

Life or loss? Dreadful Secret

Dreadful Secret

I killed a man, it was not my fault
Happenstance took me there that day
Time stood still, just common-assault
He tried to take, but made me say

You have a choice, you make it now
Eyes full of blood, he could not see
The knife he carried, I made it mine
Slumped against my heart, his life did flee.

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