How strange
A killer story
A male killer in my dream
I don’t even watch TV
He pretended to be a kind worker
The old couple let him in
The evil karma was done
Walked out standing before the door
The young boy followed
He Held him in his arms
The grandson turned into a big stain
A black stain on his white clothes
The night was falling
A big van with many wheels passed by
One human head in each wheel
All opened their big eyes
Dead heads rolled with the van
No words
No sound
They simply watched
A dream like this
How weird
Illusion as it was
Memory of a bad killer
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