Rot

I have a dirty mirror But I couldn't see clearer if i tried How do I leave here? Can you please Tell me Why do I have to leave Blameless bodies tend to smile Until they don't When it's all said and done Just you and that thought A murder weapon drowned In the text by the one Who said it? He killed him. That heartless monster killed him He killed him dead Blameless body's tend to rot Faster than the ones who not Have a single flaw, or within their eyes! social verbal genocide!