Murder

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Poem dedicated to a family...

There you lay

still as stone

no one was there to hear your last, anguished moan

you...

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Maybe It Was

Maybe It Was

How was your coffee, SWEETHEART?

Hmm? A bit bitter,

you say?

Well,

it could...

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Men like These

Lost in hell we devour the flesh

Off screaming crying innocence

No words can describe this...

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Reckoning

Reckoning

You personify pure evil

All you know is how to kill

You say your deeds are governed by...

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Black Friday Violence

I thought shopping on Black Friday was a good idea but it was not.
I learned the hard way at Wal-...

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I Can't Stop The Bleeding

My daughter is dying and as I'm praying, I'm pleading.
She has been stabbed and I can't stop the...

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Half Is Much Better Than...

When a couple got a divorce, the wife was going to have to pay alimony.
She thought that she could...

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You Shot The Wrong Woman

You saw your husband with another woman and you knew he was cheating when you saw him kiss her.
But...

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Sociopathic Father

Pain was something that a man loved to inflict.
He had four daughters and he was very strict....

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My Soul Has Been Damned

My Soul Has Been Damned

I put my hands around my wife's throat and I squeezed.
What disturbs me is that when she died, I was...

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Nobody Blackmails Me!

My cousin said that he had proof that I killed my wife.
He said if I didn't give him a million, he'd...

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I Killed A Gangster

Until 1934 I was a barber, that used to be my profession.
Many people are suffering because of this...

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The Craigslist Thrill Killers

The Craigslist Thrill Killers

Elytte and Miranda Barbour murdered a man just to get a thrill.
It is always very stupid and...

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Bonnie and Clyde

Bonnie and Clyde

They were bank robbers and their names were Bonnie and Clyde.
They robbed banks in six states until...

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The Shadow Of Jihad

I walk these streets in dreams of a hero

And I give my life so they may save the children...

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Murder Without A Price

Murder Without A Price

His hands shook the first time

He gripped the gun

Eyes closed

The second time he...