Last night I killed a man… just to watch him bleed
He yelped and screamed as he fell to his knees
My knife met his flesh with the wrath of hell
I gave such a cynical smile as I waved farewell
But the man was worthless… he embodied no purpose
Trouble inside made him suffer on the surface
Last night I killed a man… just to watch him die
I felt no remorse as my bullet pierced his eye
Maybe in the closet they won’t find his corpse
I attempted to conceal him… but my efforts fell short
I set him ablaze to assure his death
I didn’t sense regret… until he took his last breath
The almighty God forgives all who ask
But under circumstances… I can’t complete that task
Last night I killed a man… just to watch him bleed
Only one problem… the man was me

-Jon Chambers

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