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This world will be our bloody playground.
Hatred is what you always seek,
so I hope these words will bring you to your peek.
I know you love to laugh and play around,
committing murder without making a sound.
No evidence to show your deadly ways,
no mercy or guilt to show that your darkness strays.
All that you show was to give me a hint,
a mysterious feather with a lovely black tint.
I wish I knew why you play such a game,
my thoughts point to why you will never be the same.
You were the love of my life and everything more,
but all this death has shaken me to the core.
Violating and molesting with the passion to kill,
sometimes I wish you had control of your will.
But unfortunately I know what had gone wrong,
inside that cold heart your feelings were just too strong.
Your passion and love turned to cold hard lust,
your favorite saying was another one bites the dust.
No more rumors and no more lies,
just tell me why you love their shrill cries.
All of this frustration and all of this hurt,
somehow and someway I will make you dessert.
I promised to love you when I put on your ring,
but now all I see is the chaos you bring.
You will pay for the damage that has been done,
all I have to do is catch you as you run.
The black tinted feather was all that I knew,
a deadly approach was all I could do.
I felt you around every corner I looked,
but when I saw you buying that dress I knew I was hooked.
You smiled as we kissed on the living room couch,
you knew you had gotten me when you had me vouch.
I couldn't resist that deadly sin,
two serial killers on the loose with a love tale spin.
We killed and mutilated with silent lust,
we would never give in to what we could not trust.
Still no more evidence would ever show,
as the months went by we would never slow.
You and I will be forever around,
to make this world our bloody playground.
11/5: Weeeeeell... Last time I'm "updating" this.