The full moons light lit the scene.
As if it was from a nightmare dream.
A murderer, a victim and some rope.
The state of this world has left me without hope.
How could such purity bathe that fight,
How could such a murder deface such a light.
All I know that this world isn't for me.
If only I could leave and from horror be free.
ยฉOdd
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