Kills in slience...
kills you softly..
slowly..
no one is there to watch,
not a sound to be heard.
Takes you by surprise..
Lead you on, making ya think its alright.
when its in the bak of your mind,
day by day,
a piece of you fades away.
the slient kill..
some kill with kindness,
some show no mercy..
this, kills in slience..
out the door,
you start to decay,
your very soul, fades.
where is the angel, that made everything okay?
nowhere to be found..
but you sit there..
in the slience..
as pieces, fall gently..
slowly..
till your heart can no longer take it..
Slient kill.
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