AssassinA Poem by KureraBlood trickles from my blade, I need to kill or be left here to die. Into the shadows, I fade, I kill silently, no one can hear my victims cry. I cut myself off from everyone, No one knows my real name. I come out in the dark and hide from the sun, I have no need for such a burden as fame. I have my own reasons to slaughter, You can’t bribe me with gold. I have nothing, even my mother and father, I was released from their loving hold. Am I evil, how would you know? Well, I’d say... I don’t think so. © 2013 Kurera |
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Added on January 1, 2013 Last Updated on January 1, 2013 |

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