murder

murder, a trend, stick four hollow point bullets
into my heart
murder, my friend, steel encased punches in the face
until I learn

that its okay to hurt
that it is fine to bleed me out
that hatred is kind
to those that obey her

oh murder
murder
murder
everyone

oh, murder
murder
murder
until it is done.

murder I know
I layed with him
murder is grown
but acts like a spoiled rotten kid.

Numbers expelled
each breath an essence, a soul
Our person is selled
Each beating heart, a dead orchard grove.