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who's willing?

My blade runs a bloody smile
along her flawless neck decorating red
Longing for her pain to release me

laying on her side she gasps final breaths
Her Blood splashes unto her as I dance with satan
Screams turned whimpers as the red flow ceases.

She held my life in her hands
Now where will my life land?
And who's willing?
Written by Sadsmiles
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