Ive watched you for days
Weeks and months
Hoping that you could give me what i want
There is a knock at the door
On this cold night please answer it now and meet my knife
Are you thinking of me
Im thinking of you
I can see your lips change color to the deepest shade of blue
Don't raise your voice don't make a sound
No one will know you'll never be found
I love the feeling just watching you die
As you bleed from the wounds from my 45
Make sure im okay
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