Getting Away With ItA Poem by Alexa Tasch(insert evil laugh here)As the knife slides down the middle of your back You must be thinking What happened last night? I slice even quicker for you might wake up And jump and scream for help Just when the I pull out the knife You turn your head and look at me You smile and tell me that I won't get away But I will, you know I will I will So I slap your face and you lay back down The job is almost done I grab the tank And the gasoilne sloshes inside Slowly I tip it and the gas pours into your body Drip Drip Drip The tank is empty and you sigh Comfortable? I ask You nod Cold? You nod But wait.... You died last night... Or was it last week? Your gone either way You can't talk Too bad. I strike the match and drop it Your body goes up in flames of red Why? Because I got away with it. : ) © 2012 Alexa TaschAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlexa TaschProvidence, RIAboutMy name is Alexa. I'm 19. I usually write instead of paying attention in my classes so I will post anything I think it good enough. Don't read my older stuff unless you're really committed because.. more..Writing
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