In the eyes of a killer.
Her eyes shined, as she held the knife.
Smileing and laughing.
Why should I kill you, she said?
All I do is look down, and reply, I am not worthy...
WORTHY TO BE HERE.
No one shall need me, and I should be dead.
The girl dropped the knife, and gave me a hug.
I am a killer,a killer of love.
Now be happy, not sad.