The Killing Point
June 21, 2014
Slowly forced into life,
beware my painful birth,
forced to violence,
a tool of madness,
trained to destroy,
helpless to stop the spiral down,
please forgive me,
used by others,
innocent eyes ruined,
life has become meaningless,
watching my actions,
unable to stop,
violence roams free,
tears of blood fall,
over each kill,
surrendering my soul,
until I fall with a dying chill.
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