I feel the blade
Gliding down my face,
A quick dash
Across my throat,
Red smile
Left behind,
Trickle and gush,
Follow as I drag it
Down,
Dig and gouge
The evil bits out.
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I feel the blade
Gliding down my face,
A quick dash
Across my throat,
Red smile
Left behind,
Trickle and gush,
Follow as I drag it
Down,
Dig and gouge
The evil bits out.
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