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He looked my way,
With pitch black eyes,
He grabbed my nephews hair,
Then said in an almost playful tone;

Remember when we were kids!?
We used to play dare,
Are you still chicken!?
Can you do what i do!?

I knew what was coming,
but couldn't utter a sound,
he grabbed my nephews neck,
and gave it two quick jerks!.

I knew it was wrong,
It went against all I believed,
But revenge had consumed me,
I wanted him to feel pain!.

Dare accepted, I say,
I pull back his sons shirt,
the neck was too impersonal,
I drive the knife through his heart!.

I've abandoned my morals,
sunk down to his level,
Who I was is no more,
A monster is born!.

-Kara-Www@QuestionHome@Com

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