My Weapon

My weapon

Well I have so many

I don’t know what to choose

My bare hands are best to use when I want to feel what I’m doing to you

Talk is cheap, at least to me so I won’t use words to hurt you

My knife is next its pretty neat

It can slice through anything

A pile of Flesh all sliced up

That’s all you’ll seem to be

Here comes my ax is great you see

It’ll chop you in half

As if you were a tree

And there you’ll be laying on the ground still as can be

I still can’t decide on a weapon you see

Maybe ill just use all three...