Posted in Poems

But Yet

I will kill them
Kill them all
Spill their guts
With a corroded saw
Watch them die with eyes so dark
And see their spirits in Hell so park
Then live my life in agony
Wondering why I could never see
That life is sometimes a mystery
All we can do is hope for the best
But yet I’d rather kill and arrest

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