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Poopsicles **The ravings of a madman**

Anything that comes to my head.



You Your voice calls out to me every night. Filling my head with regret of what I've become.... Pulled along in the darkness so long,I slipped and became part of it. Watching myself from outside my head as I slice away flesh with the precision of a surgeon.Feeling myself bathed in warm blood as another victim breathes her last. It's all because of you!!! YOU MADE ME WHAT I AM!!!! You told me to leave!!! The final laughs mine tho,cause I'm outside your bedroom window,knife in hand,and I'm not leaving till we work this out. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!!!!