Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Death for the Cheater

While I was walking with her,
One warm and peaceful summer’s night,
She said “I love you”,
So I hugged her tight.

The very next day I saw her with a guy,
Hanging out by the High School.
He was hugging and kissing her,
And that’s just against the rules.

That night I followed them,
In my sisters black car.
I watch them in the park,
And they went to far.

I figured right then and there,
The would both have to die,
And if anyone thought it was me,
I would tell them a lie.

The nest night I went to her house.
When I got there, the house was black.
I snuck into the kitchen,
And hid one of their knives behind my back.

O went upstairs to the room I knew was hers,
Then opened the door to find her asleep.
I closed the door behind me,
And was quiet on my feet.

I went to her bed and whispered,
“I love you, I’ll miss you, and I’m sorry.”
Then I slashed her throat and stabbed her chest.
Then cut her up, I was in no hurry.

When I was finished with her,
I went to his house,
I snuck in there to,
As quiet as a mouse.

I went up to his room,
Walked and closed the door.
I slashed his throat,
To even the score.

I stabbed his chest too,
And cut him to pieces.
I put the pieces in the river,
And fed them to the leeches.

I went home and took a shower,
Then washed my clothes and knife.
Memories come back flooding back,
And I laugh at how I took her life.

I wake up the next morning,
And looked outside.
There are police men,
So I try to hide.

They come and ask me questions.
I say I did not know.
They don’t believe me,
But turned and had to go.

I find a new girl.
She is very hot and cool.
The very next day I catch her with a guy,
Down by the High School.

He’s doing the same thing,
As the one that is dead.
This new one must suffer the same fate.
So I go and get my clothes that are stained blood-red.

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