Man, Slaughtered

I was wrong
To put your emotions under attack
He is gone
And isn’t coming back
You were right
There’s nothing left
But the night
And everything in it bereft
Hold my blame
Only for a minute
Show your shame
What created it
Did you hear that woman
Screaming murder?
Am I the only one
That heard her?
She knows my hands are red
Just as much as you
I can’t believe he’s dead
Because of what I had to do.

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