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the happy poem!!
slit
wrist
gun shot
point blank
bloodstain
black rain
to time
to define
kill
kill
kill
not for me
for the thrill
blood
blood
blood
slice and dice
look at her cut up face
how very nice
stab
stab
stab
dead on the slab
just like your dad
cant stand to see
your face
your soul ill
erase
crack
crack
crack
the sound of your back
as i rip your spine in too
you aint got nothing to do
but
die
die
die
no lie
all i want is for you to die
and that will make me happy!!!
