Decaying Hog

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They found your body

In a puddle

They found your body

 

Covered in crimson red

It rotted away

Covered in crimson red

 

Cut open

From your chest to your gut

You're cut open

 

The blade, I hid it

Into my box of keepsakes

The blade I had hidden away

 

Without remorse

I've taken your life away

I feel no remorse

 

I smile inside

Knowing you're gone

I smile in the inside

 

 

 

Author's Note

this is dedicated to someone with the initials K.C.

Reviews

[Sarah]

This has gorgeous poetic format, and works very well with the repetition. o= The same lines being repeated so close together doesn't sound awkward in the least, and makes for a wonderful, dark read. Great job! ^_^