I'm twisted

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this is a poem that my friend wrote enjoy!

Submitted: August 22, 2012

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By: Christa Heatherly

January 11, 2010

 

I feel your pulse beneath my fingers,

As your blood flows away,

Beaten, broken,and defeated,

I leave you where you lay.

No one understands when she's found,

In death, her eyes are misted;

But they're all thinking the same thing:

Whoever did this is twisted.

 

And you all try to term it,

" Oh, she's crazy!" you say.

Well, call it what you want, It's a game I love to play.

So sit down my darling, And I'll make sure your listed.

I'll get around to you when I can,

After all, I'm twisted.

 

When my blade slits your throat,

and you bleed onto the floor

Don't go saying I didn't warn you

Once or twice before.

I know y'all will call me evil,

And say that I' m so wicked,

But this is just me havind fun,

I can't help it if i'm twisted.

 

 

 


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