Ruthless Killer

Just a random poem I put together when I was bored one night.
It starts out slow,
Unnoticed by most.
It chills you spine,
Begins as a ghost.

It makes your heart race,
Then crumbles into.
It destroys your soul
Like nothing will do.

It plays with your memory.
It toys with your mind.
The destruction of your life
Sneaks up from behind.

A cold, ruthless killer,
What a fun way to die.
No one will stop it,
They'll all just walk by.

A blackness will swallow you,
A darkness so sweet.
Sadness overcomes you,
So slight and discreet.

Your life will mean nothing,
Your death will mean more,
When that cold, ruthless killer
Slips into your door.
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Published: 6/15/2010
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