Killer

I was doubting

I felt umcomfortable

Your eyes were burning me , your presents was unwelcoming

I saw the way you looked at me. I felt the way you hugged me

Only if I knew that you were going to kill me, I should have run away

You came and killed me, you brutally murder my soul and ripped my spirit into pieces

Your fingerprints were found on my broken heart

That is how I was murdered

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