They murdered her once,
They murdered her twice,
Is she dead?
No, she's the saviour now.
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I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
Saviour
They murdered her once,
They murdered her twice,
Is she dead?
No, she's the saviour now.
