Lingchi

It ain't compassionate    
   
It's plumb cruel;    
gutless if'n ya ask me    
   
Death of a Thousand Cuts    
cut'n her loose;    
slow slicin' of Heart    
   
Watchin' it bleed out    
hopin' she'll jes leave  

Ya think she's blind, naive    
but she ain't    
   
She's sufferin' alright;    
givin' ya a chance    
to be a man    
   
Plunge it deep    
end the misery    
   
Before take'n matters    
inta her own hands;    
   
Just like Juliette    
when Romeo was dead   
   
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