Another day's goneA Poem by Glenn
Another day passes, another day's gone and nobody knows what I have done
1+1+1 is 3 That is how many have been killed by me Chopped up the bodies and threw them in the river. The sight alone sent quite a shiver Another day passes, another day's gone and nobody knows what I have done It wasn't until a while later that they found the bodies in the belly of a gator. The news hit tv with a cold chill All I felt was a sense of thrill They searched and searched but I wasnt found. There was a lack of evidence abound. Another day passes, another day's gone They found out what I have done Hours turned into days and days into weeks and I made sure of no information leaks So weeks into months and months into years Slowly there grew to be no more tears Another day passes and another days gone, I got away with what I have done. I swear everything I said is true The truth is only known by you If you were to ever tell another soul I would make sure you could fit into a bowl Another day passes, another days gone Only you know what I have done © 2019 Glenn |
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Added on October 5, 2019 Last Updated on October 5, 2019 Author
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