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Goodbye
I looked in your eyes
You thought it a joke
Didn’t see the lies
Until you started to choke
When you neck began to hang
Your mind going blank
You hear the blade clang
I am the one to thank
Your time is gone
Shouldn’t have be born
Useless pawn
Your flesh is torn
Your blood is warm
Yet you are cold
Your mind in a swarm
Time to fold
You thought it a joke
Didn’t see the lies
Until you started to choke
When you neck began to hang
Your mind going blank
You hear the blade clang
I am the one to thank
Your time is gone
Shouldn’t have be born
Useless pawn
Your flesh is torn
Your blood is warm
Yet you are cold
Your mind in a swarm
Time to fold
Published 11th Apr 2019
| Edited 22nd Apr 2019
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22nd Apr 2019 4:46am
These are the types of thoughts that run through my head. My head is like a darker version of the video game Alice: The Madness Returns.
