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Dangerous

He watches through my eyes
He stares at his prize
He tells me to watch, and plan where to go
All the while thinking, and planning his tableau
The message from the kill is the most important part
He wants people to see, his twisted piece of art
I won't tell you the details of what he'll do this time
To be honest I don't know, he always does the crime
He takes control and I black out, not knowing what I do
No matter how hard I try, my will he does subdue
I have tried to stop, but he always wins
My head starts to hurt, as the switching now begins
It begins with a pain behind my eyes, and my vision starts to blur
He takes over and bad things will soon occur
I get tunnel vision, then the world goes dark
A man has been murdered, while jogging in the park
I left no evidence, but I know I am the killer
His license is in my pocket, poor Mr. Miller
One week later, the pain is back again
One more kill will be, victim number ten
I will make it quick, my knife is always true
It is sad to say, I bid YOU adieu
I am sorry my dear reader, I have my eyes on you.
Written by BlackHatMatt (Crimson-Prophecy)
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