On his face is clear
his eyes reveal hes not all there
standing tall as his hand shakes
you cry kneeling infront of his wake
to scared to move
lost in fear is what he wants from you
leaning down to breath you in
cring more as he gets closer within
looking around the room
he has bags and knifes of gloom
heart pounding for no one can hear
closing your eyes as the metal sings clear
the walls now painted by you
delicatly positioned by his hands for you
cleaning his tool before leaving
he places a note by you laughing
you thought you loved her
now lets see if you truely did sir.
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