ok boys and girls i have not put one of my poems up in some time. This one is on the dark side of things. Hope you all like it.
HIS WILL
He stands over her body
He seas what he has done to this young girl
Her face
Her naked body
What had he done to this young thing
He looks back
He remembers what he did
A smile comes to his face
For he loves what he did
He loves the fight she put up
He loved to see her face get smashed in
He loved that he rapped her
He loved that she had no will of her own
He puts on his things
He leaves the young girl naked and dead
For he is looking for his next young thing
PS i will have pics of my new tattoos up soon
HIS WILL
He stands over her body
He seas what he has done to this young girl
Her face
Her naked body
What had he done to this young thing
He looks back
He remembers what he did
A smile comes to his face
For he loves what he did
He loves the fight she put up
He loved to see her face get smashed in
He loved that he rapped her
He loved that she had no will of her own
He puts on his things
He leaves the young girl naked and dead
For he is looking for his next young thing
PS i will have pics of my new tattoos up soon
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I couldn't get through your poem I get weird feelings about that kinda stuff.