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killer
He stalks his prey in the shadows
She wasn't paying attention anyway
She had music in her ears walking alone
He grabs her by the back of her neck
She is very startled, trying to scream
Trying to get free
He won't allow it he squeezes tighter
Tears are going down her face
He grabs his knife and sticks it against her chest
Her eyes are filling with blood as she is thrown to the ground
He whispers in her ear
You should of never been born
He sticks the knife in
Cutting her wide open
She screams wondering why
Her blood stains her shirt and the ground
While he is no where to be found
She wasn't paying attention anyway
She had music in her ears walking alone
He grabs her by the back of her neck
She is very startled, trying to scream
Trying to get free
He won't allow it he squeezes tighter
Tears are going down her face
He grabs his knife and sticks it against her chest
Her eyes are filling with blood as she is thrown to the ground
He whispers in her ear
You should of never been born
He sticks the knife in
Cutting her wide open
She screams wondering why
Her blood stains her shirt and the ground
While he is no where to be found
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