The perfect murder
You killed
Someone
Once
You know you
Did
Though you locked
It away
In
Your mind
A long way
Away
A long
Time ago
And sometimes
Your dreams
Haunt you
You hear shovel
Hitting sand
Crunching gravel
You hear
The whispers
Of youth
Spurring you
On
And it's your
Little secret
Along with
Your mates
And you think
Along
With the body
You buried
Part of your
Soul
And silently
You sweat out
Your screams
From the depths
Of the night
But there is
No stone
No tomb
No x marks
The spot
For it was
You whom
You killed
All those years
Ago
And you just
Don't
Know
It
Yet
