You slut, you cunt, why did you do this?
All I want to do now is slide the blade right through you.
I want to feel the blood splatter aganst my face with laughter in the air.
Always laughter, always fun and always death.
The new begining of death starts now.
Your neck is intwined around my knife.
Twisted flesh mixed with the sweet, sweet death.
Why are you laughing at me?
always laughing.
It's my turn now.
My laughing is because of death.
Mutalation and the curse of you.
Ending myself of your sluthood is soon to be realized more than before.
you are no longer the slut I once knew.
Your dead now and this knife is peeking through, through your body and
through your mind.
I turn it on my self realizing that everything has been left behind....
 
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