Dead Reflections

Look at your reflection,
in her pool of blood
watch as it consumes you
like an insect in a flood
tell me how it makes you feel
while she's laying on the floor
She's ripped apart by you lust,
you look at all you tore.
Not merely flesh, & body
but you shattered her whole heart
as you held her down & took her life
her spirit fell apart.
your a whore to your desires
& a bitch to your own lust
you're a little less than nothing
you're a little less than dust
the only people who 'll remember you
are you 1's that want you dead
you'll remember them as well.
recalling what they said.
"Did you feel strong while you when on top of her,
or in control of things"?
your not even control of your self
your don't know what strong means
Your just as weak as she felt.
& now all you can do
gaze upon her hideous corpse
& see the reflection of you
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