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I see your pretty face smashed against the bathroom floor

for a few minutes i look at you and laugh so hard i become sore

you still have life inside of you

i say that you have power of very few

to look up at me after i did that

when i smashed your face in with a bat

you ask me what is wrong with me

i am twisted and crazy cant you see

this is who i really am in life

so now i will cut out your tounge with a knife

i then take that knife and stab my heart

i then take it out by ripping my skin apart

i throw it to the ground

it gives one last pound

i then fall to the floor near you

i say we are alike and i die