Murderer…

She was happy, smiling

You could hear her laugh right from her heart

She spoke to me, joked with me

 

What happened?

I do not know

All I remember is the dreadful look on her face

 

And that lady

She spoke to her

What did she say to pierce her soul?

 

Not more than ten words

That’s all she said to me

Her tears are all I could get

 

She turned pale and her eyes grew scarlet red

Maybe he would have understood

Because she wasn’t in her right state

 

Air, she needs air

Can’t you see that you planted poison in her

You are the source of the death yet to come

 

Not the death of the grave

But the death of life within

You are a murderer

 

 

 

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