i smell her putrid breath.
the sweet rank cherry.
she beats me fast, she beats me hard.
why was we dicided to marry?
i cower in fear, as her nails dig deep,
i try to fight, but she fights back.
she finaly stops, im cut to shreds.
she walks away, there is more time to whack.
i lay there dying slowly,
in a pool of my own blood.
all i think is that my wish is true,
sooner or later i knew it would
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