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Murdered
written by: Victoria James
Category:Dark
I was murdered by my mom
Yeah my own flesh and blood
There was pain that slowly died
I lay there in agony waiting to be saved
No one was coming; No one was going to save me
A poor helpless child, who would come
As I lay there covered in blood
I realized I would come back for revenge
When I passed through heaven down to Hell
It was paradise like no other
I loved it but soon had to leave
I had things to do, people to kill
My mom is dead I killed her with my own hand
Took a knife and slit her throat
Cut her veins and ripped her lungs
I did all that with my own two hands
Damn, it felt good, it felt really good
So good I did it again, and again
I did it to all the people who had hurt me in my life
People who didn't care, so now their dead
I am a murderer, a full fledged murderer
You cannot stop me, you cannot please me
It's in my blood, I have to kill
Watch your back, 'cause you may be next
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