• As I Was Sitting By The Window Pane,
    I Heard Someone Screech With pain,
    Who Was it I Had Asked?
    I had Never Heard Or Felt Such Pain In Life,
    Not until The Screech Came Near,
    And A Killer Slit My Throat, With A Knife.
    The Killer Peered into The Crack Of Night,
    He Was Happy,
    I Would No Longer Be In Sight. cry cry

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