If i turn bad

Would you be kind,
kind enough to kill me,
when you see me taking the wrong way
would you take the scissors
and slowly,
push them into my chest,
would you be able to do that?
I would really appreciate it
it means a lot to me
my soul is all i care
and tainted,
is the last thing,
that i would choose for him to be.
So please,
hit me,
till your hands start to shake
and your legs can’t bear your weight
hit me,
you are doing me a favour
and i thank you for that,
there is no need to feel sorrow
nor regret,
so what are those tears in your eyes?
A yeah,
that’s a detail i always forget
if you kill me
to save me,
you will be the one
bearing my curse in your head!

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