HeartA Poem by Blossom
Hey Mister,
I need a favor I have a mission that you need to finish Kill him, however you wish I just want him drowning in deepest depths of hell Well Ma'am, would you prefer a knife? let him bleed as he cries or a gun to end it quickly putting him out of his misery Well Mister, she quietly whispers I want his heart, put in a canister bury it deep he has no need for such a thing Well Mister, tell me why even when he dies he's still alive even when I try to forget © 2010 BlossomAuthor's Note
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