Murder or Suicide
No one said it would be easy,
Hiding from ruthless Past.
She chases us all,
Armed and loaded.
Mistakes and regret
Fill the syringe in her hand.
She's always alert, ready,
To inject the venom.
It burns through your blood
Like the snow of death
That conquered you
So long ago.
It stabs and cuts at your veins,
Setting out to kill your mind
Through a slow torture of memories,
The ones you thought were dead.
Seeping into your heart,
It wants to finish the job.
With an overdose of guilt,
The venom devours your soul.
It's all over now, she has won.
As she smirks in triumph over your coffin,
The rest will never know if it was
Murder or suicide.
Hiding from ruthless Past.
She chases us all,
Armed and loaded.
Mistakes and regret
Fill the syringe in her hand.
She's always alert, ready,
To inject the venom.
It burns through your blood
Like the snow of death
That conquered you
So long ago.
It stabs and cuts at your veins,
Setting out to kill your mind
Through a slow torture of memories,
The ones you thought were dead.
Seeping into your heart,
It wants to finish the job.
With an overdose of guilt,
The venom devours your soul.
It's all over now, she has won.
As she smirks in triumph over your coffin,
The rest will never know if it was
Murder or suicide.
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