I felt no remorse
They condemned me and cursed me
But still, I felt nothing
They showed me the silent corpse
The withering creature she had come to be
And yes it was my doing
But still, I felt no remorse
I feel no remorse as my paintbrush of a knife
Creates a fine red line across her neck
How the blood gushes out like a red river of the Nile
The look of horror in her beautiful blue eyes
In them, golden speckles flicker though
I never noticed them before
They truly are magnificent
Yet I feel no remorse
I will feel no remorse
When I snuff out her life.
When I end her decade on this Earth.
I will make it as quick as possible.
I will make it my finest form of Art
Then they will finally start listening
Finally, start watching me.
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