***Why Would He Kill Me?***

I'm dying slowly...
I’m dying slowly
watching him
till he fades
into nothing...
I stare in his face
leave at a slow pace
as I see the hatred
written in my life
he slit me with his knife
why would he want to do this
ill never understand
what did I do
to you
I’m not so sure
I thought my life was pure
that nothing could cure
I’m so sorry
for what ever I did
good bye son of a bitch

By Jennifer Walker
Published: 6/26/2006
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