KillerA Poem by J.R. Asor_28what dies may come back.
Once in a dreary
December Tragic memoirs I
still remember The lives of those I
took
Made my whole world
shook It rattled, rattled,
rattled
Oh why won’t it
settle? Please haunt me no more You spirits I don’t
adore
Revenge was all I
asked My identity relies
unmask And still, I live to be the gruesome of all Your deaths I’ll
always recall © 2013 J.R. Asor_28 |
StatsAuthorJ.R. Asor_28Homer, GAAboutHey! My name is John Rick Asor. Just call me me John if you want. I'm 18 years old turning 19 on April 28. Such a big fan of poetry. Books, a little. It depends if they're about the supernaturals like.. more..Writing
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