Trace

something, i'm bored, sorry

Trace - By angie5957

Do you know, of what I know?

Do you care, of what I face?

Do you know, what is here?

What would you do, in my place?

If you were there,

You'll do the same,

Just like me,

Just like they.

Gone with the wind of shame,

Dead without a single trace

A crime so devasting

And all we can do is turn away

But I wouldn't,

I couldn't,

I cannot bear leaving him

In such utter disgrace.

Without a soul

Without a trace, such shame

For I know, and what do we do?

Hah! For that's as simple as 1+1!

We hide of course!

We hide the corpse!

We hide everything, everything!

Nothing is left behind.

Not a single trace.

Not, a, single,

Trace.

Author's Note

whatca think? ok?