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Murder

There are blood stains
on his hands,
from a murder
that never
should have been.

His jealouy and rage
got the best of him,
he murdered
the only person,
that cared and
understood him.

The tormented soul
that remains,
is his and his alone,
he tries to wash
the blood stains off his hands,
but they won't come off.

The only way
to get rid of
the dried up blood,
is to take
his own life.

His life slowly drains away,
he will never
murder again.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.9/2004
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