Some how I killed her;
With a Knife, pushing deep into her heart spilling blood;
With a Dagger, chipping off her neck and throw her head far away;
With a Stone, crushing her head into thin layers.
Some how I killed her;
With a Snake, secretly putting it on her bed to poison;
With a Scorpion, secretly putting it in her room for an intense sting;
With a Spider, secretly putting it on her body, to kill in shock.
Some how I killed her;
With a Car, dashing on her body over a narrow lane;
With a Train, pushing her on the track and crushing into pieces;
With a Bus, tearing apart the body with speedy wheel.
Some how I killed her;
With a Drink, adding poison so intense;
With a Food, adding poison so sweet;
With a Mushroom, poisonous to eat;
Some how I killed her;
With my Hand, squeezing her neck hardly;
With my Legs, Kicking her heart into pieces;
With my Body, Crushing with weight.
Some how I killed her;
In my Mind, with flowing love;
In my Heart, breaking it;
In my Breath, making still.
A thousand times I killed her;
A thousand times she was reborn;
Looking every moment on me;
Smiled and Laughed like a ripple on a still water.
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