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In the darkest of night
On that lone winter day
I sat on the hill waiting
But you never came

So I went to your house
And with the knife in my hand
I slit your ******** throat
And watched you die

It made me smile so I went
On to the next day and killed
Another person who had done me wrong

All was well until it happened
You came to me and told me
That I was horrible!
A person who needed to die

So I took the advice and with
The gun I shot myself, with a smile
On my face I fell to the ground
I went to hell you cold b*****d
Thank you