my killing spree is not done

by c h an e l - Virgo

Victim one-
Such a beautiful broad, 
Her eyes were extravagant
She floated when she walked
She won every state pageant
She had two husbands
Each led on by her deception
But who could not love her
Who could not fall in her passion
The night rained on
I saw her stepping out the house
Maybe to go to the next husband
But her chest was exposed from her unbuttoned blouse
I hid behind the bushes
And ran when she least expected
Muffled her varying screams
When I knew I would regret it
I threw her in the trunk 
I scratched her name off the list
She’s claustrophobic and scared
I hear her cries and pounding fists
I drove to the lake 
And placed the gas held down
I jumped for my safety
And let that beautiful girl drown
With my cigarette lit 
I smoke the emptiness away
I breathe in satisfaction
For doing a good deed today
 
Victim 2
She was not your average
Housewife down Scot lane
She had secrets no one knew
They were like unwashed blood stains
This would be an easy shot
Paranoia was her first and last name
She was cautious in every move
Until her surprising death came
I cocked the gun close to midnight
She was up and erect doing something
Her pills were scattered on the ground
That’s the way she did everything
While her back was turned to me
As she was picking up her viagra
The bullet flew through the glass now shattered
And landed in her back like a dagger
She cried out in such pain
But no one seemed to answer
Her blood started spread 
Like a massive disease taken over
I counted the seconds till she stopped
Her breathing is now sedated
The way her eyes looked that time
Like she knew she was going to have this fate
I walk threw the front door
And laugh in such delight
I killed my second victim
And her death is such a sight 

Victim 3-
Until next time 



Birth sign: Virgo
Date created: 2001-09-09 10:49:08
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:01
Poem ID: 64881

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