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murderous ten

count to ten

ready

are you sure

one:
slits her nanny's throat

two:
cuts his dick

three:
kills her kids

four:
pokes her dog

five:
fucks her neighbors

six:
shot gun to his head

seven:
down the street

eight:
kills her kids friend

nine:
cries softly holding a knife

ten:
stabs herself 52 times for the 52 murders she just committed

ten
come and count to ten
as if you had to depend
no one the heart nor the sense
but to these days of drowning suspense
her head wasn't sane
just filled with hurting and pain
thank you all
its been a ball
so how we come with blood in the hall
i thank you for reading
and think your agreeing
that you and i could have cried
and been side by side
but counting to ten
sometimes its just gotta end
Written by sapph16 (chey_bay17)
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