In the mornin I'll plead guilty

of a femicide

cause tonight I killed the woman

that loved you.

And I did it brutally.



Along the way,

with her blood on my hands

I stumbled upon

a romanticized version of you,

and something pushed me over the edge.



I was the rage, the action.

Screams from your

beloved picture were suffocated,

as blue from your eyes faded away.

It faded forever.



I watched over your dead bodies.

At the woman who loved you hopelessly,

and you who did everything to run from that love.

I pitied you both.
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