Poem: Murder Kills.
Murder Kills.
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A murderer does not kill just one person
He kills all those who loved his prey,
A true killer in sheep’s clothing
Hunting among the lambs of the field.
All the pleas of sorry, and forgiveness,
Fall for most on stony ground,
How can even God forgive them.
But perhaps he does understand
If possession is the true cause
And the wolf is without blame,
Being merely a stolen and lost lamb.
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