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Interrogation
So here I am,two cops in front of me
wondering what I've done,
The atmosphere has an ominous tone.
Myself is questioning what have I done,
they ask me why did I do it?
Why did I kill my wife?
I tell them I didn't mean to.....
I just wanted to watch her bleed,
I wanted her to feel what I felt
and that was the pain she left with me.
I tell how I killed her...
I took the knife and stuck her in the side....
I remember the look on her face,
I remember the scream she made....haha
My sanity was lost once I continued stabbing.....
A pool of blood and flesh wounds,
was all that was left.
I dropped the knife,
I began crying and the tears came down quickly.
I geld her in my arms for the last time
and gave her my last kiss......with a smile.
wondering what I've done,
The atmosphere has an ominous tone.
Myself is questioning what have I done,
they ask me why did I do it?
Why did I kill my wife?
I tell them I didn't mean to.....
I just wanted to watch her bleed,
I wanted her to feel what I felt
and that was the pain she left with me.
I tell how I killed her...
I took the knife and stuck her in the side....
I remember the look on her face,
I remember the scream she made....haha
My sanity was lost once I continued stabbing.....
A pool of blood and flesh wounds,
was all that was left.
I dropped the knife,
I began crying and the tears came down quickly.
I geld her in my arms for the last time
and gave her my last kiss......with a smile.
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