The Head Of He Poem by Medusa Waves

His HEad! His HEad!
I show you his head
Yes! yes, he is DEad!
I killed him, with my own to hands
Could not take no more of his Commands!
I told him this, i told him this:
If you think me crazy, you sir amiss!
took his heart right out his CHESSSSSt!
I did not love him, I did detest-
all the abuse he did to me!
All i wanted was to be free!
And now i am! And now i am!
I did, to him, wish him damn!
I hope he lives in within his grief
and then ill live in great relief