Spirits that are always willing
Spirits that are always willing
to clean up for the killing,
of the souls of the young,
with us monsters, among
you.
We can't always see
what we want to be
when we murder
when we kill her.
True.
As the spirits that are,
witness us from afar.
Down below, up above.
Kill the heart. Kill the love.
You.
poem by Kit Strait
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