[[It was not a crime I witnessed
it was her way of saying:
"thanks"]]
as justice ran through my garden
wearing only underwear
she was the murderer
loudly spoken by left behind hair
It seemed to be the victims fault
for that they let her go
a murderers sinful mind
she was shameless though
One more murder I witnessed
but now I was the accused
A knife laying on the kitchen table
[[It couldn't be forgotten now
as witnesses could tell
they had seen me killing her
and I landed in a cell]]
now I am a sinful knife
left to be forgotten
Author notes
oh really, people!!
the murderer got away and the knife was blamed (that's the way the old romans did it!) ..
edit: I am planning on expanding this poem to make it better
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Written August 31st, 2006
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Needs more stroy, but well writen has nice flow
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very good.This was my favorite stanzana:
[[It couldn't be forgotten now
as witnesses could tell
they had seen me killing her
and I landed in a cell]]
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