there is no fear
just the constant bloodlust
the need and the want
of the shreds of skin
flesh that splits open
with the smooth moves
of a slick blade in the
hilt of a killer
standing outside the window
as the rain poors down
and you open the fridge
to find your midnight snack
of ham and cheese
and he walks to the front door and knock
as you stop to answer he goes back
to the window that isnt locked to
to slide in and move to your room
you finish your dinner and move to your room
as he stands in your closet watching
your every move as your skirt falls
to the floor he plays with his blade
imagining your blood dripping from it
can you flow this
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dang haze this was weird but gud
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