A Crime In RhymeYou gave me the freedom to do as I please.A Crime In Rhyme by ~Distraughtamus
Tears hit the floor fast when you're down on your knees.
Your blood was blue then red when spilt.
I'm causing the anguish but you feel the guilt
Your mouth is mute because it's hard to scream.
When I've ripped your tongue out by the seam.
Your pulse is a whisper I can barely hear a thing.
I would have kept you longer.
Had you not fled on Death's wing.