Tue, 08/16/2016 - 18:08 -- KaylaL_


United States
37° 32' 14.7984" N, 77° 31' 39.1656" W

He asked me if I was ready 

Explained that he'll take it steady 

If only my brain could help me 

What he had pocketed was sinister as a knife 

Maybe I just shouldn't have spent the night

Fear is smelled by the wolves from its  prey

I stare into the mirror at times in shame

Seduce the flesh because it's weak 

Hard hearted not head but filled with concrete

Dumb rubber thing I thought its purpose was to protect

Now I'm on my death bed trying to catch my last breath

Everlasting pain from my neck to my chest 

Now I'm on my death bed trying to catch my breath

You'd be like me too if you aren't cautious

I can only describe my killer as insidious  


























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