#NPM Day 3- Bodies

Prompt: Confession dare

I've killed a man.

Told him,

"I'll take you out right where you stand"

and then I did it.

I gripped his heart and wrote my name in it.

I reaped his soul for this existence

and the next,

and I dared him to make a sound.

I slit his neck 'round

from

ear

in the sickest smile.

He was asking for it.

Begging

praying for it.

So I put him out of his misery.

God'll forgive me,

it was He

who

made

it.

Right down to the year

month

hour

and second of the day.

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