You murderer I hate you You killed me Stabbed a knife through my heart It no longer beats No longer carries blood through my body I no longer care My soul turned bitter No longer beloved Go ahead Stab it in the rest of the way It's not like it would hurt anymore. It's not like you could kill me a second time. Go ahead you murderer. Try to kill me again I beg you.Birth sign: Pisces
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