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I've been waiting a long time
Nothing but patience
To commit just the right crimes
To be shocking the nation
I'm preparing the quicklime
For my grim infatuation
Take all your stations, because
The show's about to start
I've prepared with boots and gloves
I'm aiming for the heart
This valentine's day
I plan to steal it away
I'll shoot an arrow straight through it
I'm cupids harrowing druid
There's nothing keeping me hinged
About to go on a binge
I'm filling up the syringe
Love potion, might make you cringe
It'll stop the blood flow
And the next thing you know
There's another Jane Doe
And if I'm caught it's death row
But it doesn't matter
I'm going mad like the hatter
All illusions are shattered
Just want bodies to batter
That's right, red makes me happy
Spattered everywhere
Easier than painting the walls
Gather it in my lair
All the blood that you spill
I promise won't be abused
And I'll drink up my fill
My wine glass put to use
There's no reason
Actually, I guess tis' the season
Making lesions
Doesn't matter, thoughts lack cohesion
Tossed in the swimming pool
Hacked up by power tools
Or drowned in the tub
You'll wish that you stayed in school
You rebelled because it's cool
It's not, there's the rub
It's fun, one after the other
Sister, mother or brother
Father, daughter or son
One of you is the one
That will be my next victim
I can't control these decisions
It happens ready or not
One of you will be caught
Who's next?
Published 8th Feb 2024
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