I watched as the ink
bled into the paper
My writing became my
first line of defense
If my words could
hurt
You would find yourself
Pinned to the wall
With my pen
Across your throat
But if silence could kill
Baby you
You would find yourself
Pinned to the wall
With my pen
Across your throat
But if silence could kill
Baby you
Would be a murderer
“Murder She Wrote”
#withloveKM
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