To kill some bad habits of mine,
some of which I cannot handle
It is known,
they wouldn't go away on their own
I'll let a killer to kill them one by one
I don't care how he will dismantle..
if he'd extinguishes or burns them down
For sure- he wouldn't be charged or punished
I hope he doesn't run away neither,
leaving the job half done or unfinished
even if he kills them till very last one
I shouldn't be astonished,
if they'd become undone,
I am sure a new ones will appear
from extinct ones
Soon to be flourished
rising up from demolished
to become new bad habits of mine
-now called "refurbished"
