Murderous Poem

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The only thing that would make today any worst

Would be driving away in a hearse

My anger boils deep inside my veins

How do I get it out without causing pain?

Inside my basement I will hide

To make up this mind of mine

On whether I should put a bullet in my gun

Or just forget about this and run

My inner demons I shall seek

So my mind can have peace

At last you will be gone forever

And I shall sleep much, much better

Beside my bed my shotgun I will keep

So I'm safe at night when I sleep

And if my house, I find you inside

The coroner's van will be your next ride

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